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Framing Men, Part II By Jay Flynn Framing Men 2 of 3 Getting another chance to visit the construction site, I was excited about the prospect of more viewing pleasures. There is nothing like the sight of an army of shirtless dudes, sweating in the sun while working hard in their leather boots and 501's. I had to go see the job captain of a particular project and help resolve some field problems. My car slowed as I passed by a group of hot guys standing next to their trucks, wiping the sweat from themselves. I immediately got rock hard. Since my encounter with Marc the other day, I had a heightened level of arousal to all of this. I drove around until I saw Bill, the job captain. He was busy dealing with someone else, so I waited next to my car and looked over a framed house nearby, sneaking peeks at the workers milling around within. Suddenly, Marc came driving up. He pulled up along side me saying "hey bro, what's up?" We talked for a few minutes about why I was there and other business. He made me hot. Those chiseled Italian facial features, his bushy mustache and goatee made me want to have him right now! He finally asked me, "did you enjoy our little meeting the other day". I grinned ear to ear tying to keep from laughing. "Dude, it wasn't nearly enough", I said with my voice cracking. "Don't worry man, we'll tangle again", he reassured. I was standing pretty close to his open window when he reached out his head and sniffed my chest. "What is that cologne man?", he asked. "Fake CK One", I responded. "Oh man, I want to jump you right here and now", he confided with a desperate tone. "You've got me wrecked now buddy, I should go", he said with a weak-in-the-knees tone of voice and then drove off. I sighed. The timing was good, as Bill was now approaching. "What did Marc want here", Bill asked. "Oh nothing, just bullshitting as usual", I replied. We finished our meeting without drama and I returned to the office. The phone rang at my desk later that morning, it was Marc. He asked if I had any plans for lunch. "Man, I want to get together dude, you really made me tight this morning" he said. Right on! "Sure, where do you want to meet", I asked. He said to come out to the project site, and we'd go from there. I reeled in anticipation for the next hour until lunch time. I arrived at the site to find Marc and another good looker I had seen, Josh. Josh is your typical 23 year old alternative styled "generation X'er" with a shaved head and a bushy goatee with a barbell earring. He has a smooth hairless upper body that is very muscular. His best feature in my opinion it the "dumb-jock" persona that just makes him sexy as hell. He is our resident landscaping foreman, who mows lawns and keeps a crew of about three minimum wage guys - most don't speak any English. I wasn't sure what was happening, so I just walked up and joined the conversation, sneaking a peek at Josh's shapes through his loose sweat soaked tank top and sweat pants. Josh didn't know me really, but I had scoped him enough to know who he was. Marc introduced him, while I kept a "poker face" about myself and shook his hand, waiting for Marc to adjourn the conversation so we could go. It didn't happen like that. Marc asked me "you ready to go cookie". "Yeah", I responded. He then said we should go together in his truck, motioning Josh to come with. Why is he coming along I wondered? Great, maybe we were just going to lunch after all. We squeezed into Marc's small truck cab with Josh between Marc and I. It was tight; I could feel Josh's sweaty arms and legs against mine. His muscles were firm and I could feel them contract when he moved. Marc cranked up the stereo and they started rocking out in unison as we drove. Josh pulled out a joint and sparked it up. Pleasantly surprised, I joined in and we passed it around. I finally asked where we were going for lunch. Marc looked over at me with a shit-eating grin, "my house" he replied still grinning. Josh then looked over at me putting his arm around my shoulders in a half hug, "Marc said you were a FAG!". Stunned for a moment, not knowing for sure what this was, I responded in a joke, "well I guess it takes one to know one right". I figured I couldn't go wrong either way here- a joke or an encounter. Josh smiled and squeezed my neck reassuringly. He toked the last of the joint and tossed it out the window past my face. I was enchanted. Here I was with two of the best looking dudes I have fantasized over and it seemed we were actually going to get loose. I reached over and rubbed Josh between the legs, he smiled. I ran my hand back and forth around his crotch feeling his package grow through his loose sweats. I grabbed my hand around his cock and squeezed it causing a small wet spot on the sweats. Marc, eyeing the action, said "whoa guys, wait 'til we get there". Josh leaned over and tried kissing me, his rough goatee rubbing my face, but Marc hit him in the ribs. "Knock it off, people can see you!" Marc grunted. We arrived at Marc's place and piled toward the door. Once inside, there was no hesitating. My tounge was impatiently waiting to get around Josh's prick. I love the taste of hot sweaty men, especially fresh ones. Josh had been out getting hot and sticky down there all morning and was ripe. He had single handedly taken all of my attention from Marc. He pulled down his sweats letting his fat cock spring out and sat on the edge of the couch. No underwear in the way, I lunged down on my knees and took him in with a vengeance. He had just a little hair veining up the shaft of his cut tool. It was about 6", but very thick with a round, blunt mushroom at the top. I slurped like a ravenous whore up and down, while he grunted appreciatingly. My nose took in his moist sweaty bush with each bob. Marc, not to be left out, had grabbed a tube of lube and was preparing his cock for a ride. It was obviously for me. He was enjoying the voyuerism chanting, "go doggie, suck that cock!" He came over behind me and knelt down aiming his tool toward my hole. His oily hand penetrated my crack and began massaging my asshole. The cold lube made me flinch at first but the warmth came. Josh was letting out some sweet sticky juices that added a tang to the pungent taste of sweat and piss that I had been enjoying to this point. Marc was done with the preamble and started probing his cock into my hole. He was pretty thick, causing a dull ache that went up my spine as he hastily shoved it in all the way to the bottom. No honey-moon here, I thought. I pulled off of Josh for a moment letting out a loud "ahhuhhh", shivering slightly at Marc's plunge. Josh grabbed my head tightly and shoved my face back down over his cock and forced my head up and down, with a slight fucking motion in his groin. My ass was in terminal pain from Marc's prodding, as he started fucking me deep and long. He was going for broke from the outset. After a moment or two, I loosened up and relaxed my muscles allowing him to slide more freely. His hands were clenched on my shoulders while he slapped his balls against mine. His hard fucking motions were causing my head to bob back and forth on Josh's prick as I sucked him. Josh was loving it! He was starting fucking up and down into my face as we continued. I felt his thighs tighten signalling his fate. He suddenly pushed my head away grabbing his cock. He spurted his warm spunk all over my chin, neck and shirt. Between my moans an grunts from Marc's motions, I attempted to lick and polish off Josh's deflating cock. He just remained there stroking himself while I continued to get the shit fucked out of me. Marc's cock was pumping hard. I could feel every bump and vein as it passed back and forth past the gate. He was getting ready to cum based on his heightened grunts. His deep booming voice always turned me on, but to hear it moaning in pleasure was too much. He yanked out and sprayed all over the back of my shirt. "Oohhhh yeah,, fuck yeahh, whoooo!", he cheered like a fan at a football game, continuing to pump his cum all over me. I sat up on the couch next to Josh and jacked myself off. He bent over just in time to suck me as I came. He slurped my load in and licked my cock while I blew getting it all over that nice goatee of his. I then pulled him back up and we started kissing and tounging, sharing each others juices back and forth. This was heavy stuff. Marc had gotten up and wiped himself off with a towel and started cooking some burittos in the microwave in the nude. Josh and I just sat there watching him from a distance holding each other. "He is pretty hot looking isn't he" Josh offered. Marc came back in few minutes and sat with us while we ate the food and had a smoke or two. After a short bit, Josh started jacking his cock, looking back and forth at us. He told Marc to get on the floor and prepare to get his ass reamed. Marc threw him the jelly and got down on his hands and knees with his ass in the air. Josh began fingering him with the lube while saddling up to his ass in a stealth fashion. I was getting hard again watching from the couch. Marc looked up at me and licked lips motioning me down. I crawled over and sat down right under his face and stretched my legs out either side of him, leaning back on the couch. He went down on me and started licking hard at my piss hole. I made my shiver and try to squirm away, but he stayed on as if trying to stick it down my cock. This was riveting. Josh couldn't wait, he started feeding his half hard prick into Marc's readied hole. Having just sucked him, I remembered how fat he was, and seeing that he was still semi-soft while shoving it in to Marc, I figured it was about like getting a potato rammed up your ass. Marc let out a loud "oouwwww" and moved jerked away from Josh. "You fuck, that hurts", he yelled. Unphased, Josh grabbed Marc's hips and continued. I put my hands on Marc's shoulders and held him still while Josh plunged in again. Marc was struggling. Josh finally buried the bone and just stayed there for a moment letting Marc's pain subside, while I guided his face back toward my wanting cock. Josh started slowly fucking Marc, pulling him on and off of me. I continued to help Marc stay on my cock even though he spent more time moaning "uhh, uhhh, ohh" than sucking and licking. After a few tense moments, Marc must have began enjoying it, as he started sucking harder and faster. Josh was hip to it as well, and started getting into it more forcefully. The brut odor of sweat and mansex was filling the room. The three of us were in a unison rhythm of fucking and sucking, grunting and moaning - this was awesome. I didn't last long, warning Marc that I was about to come. As I had done to him the other day, he put his hands around my ass and grabbed tight pulling me into him as I exploded into his throat. He hesitated at first, with a gag, but forced himself to finish the job. He then pulled himself up onto me, placing his lips on mine and sharing the wealth. Josh, looking like "little-boy-lost" back there with his wet cock hanging in the wind immediately jumped up on Marc's back and plugged back in. We were now stacked on the edge of the couch, Marc and I making , while Josh was slamming the hell out of his co-worker with that fat blunt prick. Marc had one hand down under stroking his cock while we were kissing and proceeded to blow off all over the front of my shirt, relaxing himself in the pool of cum. I could feel Josh's increasing rhythm through Marc. His breaths and moans heavily blasting against my face, I embraced Marc as if a comforting brother during an hour of need. I ran my fingers through his curly hair as he sweated it out. I looked over his shoulders to see Josh's sexy facial expressions of pleasure. His beautiful dimpled square chin and goatee was dropped down and his thick brow furrowed as he pumped Marc's asshole for all it was worth. He kept altering his expression with each thrust as if putting on a show. He opened his eyes for a second catching me watch him while Marc's face was buried in my neck. He smiled. Seconds later he slowed and gave one last deep hard thrust squirting his load into Marc's ass. Marc went limp, still laying on me and moaning in my ear, and breathing deep sighs of relief. Josh must have wiped him out, because he just layed there still for about a minute or two after Josh pulled out and was getting dressed. I was embracing him, running my hands up and down his back. He finally got up and started cleaning up. As we were getting dressed, I realized that my shirt was drenched with cum front and rear. "Shit you guys, I can't wear this back to work, it's soaked", I exclaimed. Marc and Josh both laughed. "Hold on, I'll get you something", Marc said disappearing down the hall. He returned with a nice dress shirt and said "here, this oughta fit ya". It was a nice Hugo Boss dress shirt, pretty expensive. I was surprised a redneck ruff like Marc would have one, but obliged. One the way back, I confided that was amazed how awesome this encounter had been. "How do you guys work with all these other studs all day without going crazy?, I asked. They both just laughed. I made it back to the office where I ran into Doug, our head field superintendent who looked at me quizzically and asked, "what are you doing wearing my shirt?" -Jay Flynn