Hard Working Men

                 It was awhile back when Sir Grunt was putting in the Egyptian Pool at Blue Love, I had been out for my morning stroll when he whistled at me, “ Hey boy, come over here and tell me what you think about this so far.”

                 

                As I rounded the corner of the building zone I noticed not everything had been finished yet, you could see it was a work in progress that was coming along nicely. “It looks good Sir, you build amazingly.” I said to him, a large smile across my face.

               

                Being within such a close proximity to Sir Grunt I could tell he had been working hard all morning, his tank top was soaked in sweat, his forehead glistened when the sun light bounced off from his skin, and his dark blue denim jeans were covered in dirt and sweat.

               

              “Well Sir, I think you’ve been doing great work, I’m going to let you get back to it and I’m going to go down to the tattoo parlor.” I said to him as I was walking away.

                

              “I did not dismiss you did I Cronan?”

               

              “No Sir, I apologize.”

                

              “While you’re here why don’t you help me test out this equipment I just installed here at the pool, just to make sure it works of course.” He smiled at me, sweat still rolling off from him.

               

              “Yes Sir, but I don’t have a bathing suite…” I managed to get partially out, “Your fine boi, strip down and get in, there’s no one around.” He butted in.

              

                I was nervous of course, we were out in the open and he wanted me to get naked in his work site. I stripped off my jeans and tee shirt and hopped into the heated pool. “Ahhhhhhhhh..” I moaned

               

               “Nice huh, I had to make sure that the pool was heated so that people using the pool would be comfortable.”

              

                 I swam over to the side and pulled him inside the pool, clothes and all.  He came back to the top of the water, he was laughing. “Oh boi your so gonna get it for that.” He said with a rather large smile on his face

                He stripped off his now soaked clothes and laid them on the pool deck to dry, swimming over to me with just his eyes and top of his head out of the water he reminded me of a alligator, his prey was in sight and he was going to attack.

               

               I tried to get away, however he latched onto my legs and pulled me into him. “Now, that wasn’t very nice what you just did to me, pulling me in to this pool in my work clothes, so now you’re gonna set here a minute with me and then you’re gonna help me test the new pool props I have installed.”

               

              I laid in Sir Grunt’s arms for a short while, relaxing in the pool water which was nice and warm, until he said to me “Okay boi, let’s get to work.” 

    

                 

             I grumbled a bit, last thing I wanted to do on such a gorgeous day was work, little did I know, It wasn’t your average work schedule.

           Sir Grunt had me kneel before him, the water up to my chest, and told me to open my mouth. “First thing you’re gonna work on boi is getting this here tool polished up nice.”

               

           I nodded, and took the head that was pulsating from excitement into my mouth, running my tongue around his piercing.

             

                He let out a slight moan at the warmth of my tongue as it wrapped itself around him and massaged him, lapping ever so slightly at the slit in the top of it, this made him moan louder.

               

                Finally he was force fucking my mouth and jammed his thick, pierced prick down into the back of my throat; doing so caused me to gag, but made him thrust in and out harder.

                 

               Pulling the thick piece of meat from my ever hungry mouth, he spun me around. “Time for inspection boi.”

                Within a matter of seconds he was down on his knees probing my tight hole with his tongue. “Damn boi, your hole is nice and pink, tight as hell too, we’ll work on that.” He said, circling it with his tongue, probing in and out.

                   

                He stood up,” Follow me over here to the bar in the water and bend over.” I did as instructed, guessing I had passed his “inspection”.

               

                I was griping onto the bar in the pool as instructed when I felt his swollen cock head pushing at the opening of my ass, I squirmed a little trying to get comfortable, but I was still too tight. He pulled his cock away from my tight hole and let a big stream of spit run from his mouth down the crack of my ass and into my hole. He forced his cock in this time, no warning, just one good push and I felt him pop in.

               

               I moaned loudly, I bet if there was anyone within a two block radius they would have heard me, this thought excited me and I started riding on Sir Grunt’s cock, feeling it probe me with its thickness and the PA rubbing against my prostate. His grunts were becoming louder and steadier, as was his pounding of my hole.

               

               “I’m gonna make you my bitch boi, how’s that sound?” But before I could answer he said, “Fuck how that sounds to you boi, you’re gonna take this thick cock and I am gonna breed you till the cum’s running out of you, your mine bitch.”

              

               I rode him like I have never been ridden before, milking the thick prick in my ass till it was oozing pre into my tight hole, feeling it lube him up more as he slammed in and out of me.  He was tensing up and his cock was growing inside of me. “Fuck yeah bitch, take this cock, I’m gonna seed your guts, you ready?” He said, rocking in and out of me at the speed of a horse and the thickness too. “Ah fuck boi I’m gonna cum, take it bitch, every drop, don’t you waste any of it.”

                

               I rode his cock so hard he collapsed on me when he came, filling me beyond the point of full, I felt him convulsing against me as I milked his cum deep from his nut sack and into my ever hungry hole.

              

               Sir Grunt leaned back, still in me and pulled me to the nearest wall, I laid there in his arms a good fifteen minutes in sheer bliss from the fuck he had just given me.

               

              “Thank you Sir.” I said, laying my head back against his shoulder.

               

             “You’re welcome my boi, anytime.” He said, kissing my neck and relaxing in the warm pool water.