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As I climbed down the stairs, my cock stiffened at the sight of two shirtless men hard at work, sweat beading on their lean and muscular torsos. They stood quite near each other and did not notice me until I came up behind them, slapping each on the butt simultaneously. "Looks good, guys," I said, pretending to admire the wall.

"It's coming along good," said Chris. "This basement will look great once you're done with the remodeling."

"Yeah, I'm going to put my gym down here. Right now it's in the bedroom," I explained, "and maybe a pool table over there." I pointed to an area just behind Chris, and as he turned around to look the roller he held brushed right against my crotch, leaving a streak of white paint right on my half-erection and making it even more obvious. "Oh, silly me," I laughed. "I bumped right into you."

"You should really take those off and soak them right away," Bob told me, looking right at my midsection as he spoke.

"Oh, I guess you're right." I undid the button-fly and let the shorts fall to the dropcloth-covered floor, exposing my proud eight-incher. Both Bob and Chris did not take their eyes off it, and I started to stroke myself, watching bulges develop in their shorts. "You guys sure are good with your hands. Are they good for more than painting?"

Bob dropped his roller and reached for my cock, slowly stroking it and milking out some pre-cum. "Our company offers a variety of services, Scott." He used his free hand to fumble with his own shorts. I saw that he wore no underpants, either, and his erection was about the same size and girth as mine. Bob licked his lips, then got down on his knees and licked my nuts as he continued the hand job, taking the big hairy balls in his mouth and groaning. Then his tongue traced the length of my shaft before he inserted it in his mouth, his lips traveling all the way down to the base of my shaft. I held his head and moaned, guiding it as I fucked his steamy mouth.

Meanwhile, Chris dropped his shorts to reveal a surprise, a fat, milky white 12-incher! I yearned to taste the vanilla stick but Chris had other ideas for the moment. He knelt behind me, parted my ass cheeks, and poked my manhole with the tip of his tongue, making me jump. "Oh, yeah, lick my asshole," I groaned as Chris' tongue circled the puckered hole, then poked inside and wiggled around.

I was enjoying my blow and rim jobs, but I needed to taste some man-meat! I disengaged myself from Bob and Chris, then turned around and got down on all fours in front of the red-haired painter with the foot-long mixing stick, offering him my mouth. Chris knelt and I took his massive tool and golf-ball-sized nuts in my hands, fondling them in admiration before dipping in for a taste. I started with his balls, beautifully shaved and smoothed, lubricating the twin sacs with my tongue before taking one, then both, in my mouth and sucking as he beat his meat. Then I started licking at the base of his cock and he moved his hands from his shaft to my head, guiding me as I teased my way up his pecker, leaving not one spot of skin unlicked as I approached his head and poked his piss-slit with the tip of my tongue, sending a shudder through him and bringing forth a drop of pre-cum. Then I took him in my mouth, pushing him down into my throat as far as I could go without choking myself, pulling back up, and repeating the motion over and over.

Bob had been jerking off as he watched me blow his partner, and now he moved to his toolbox and retrieved a tube of lubricant.

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