****** Construction Worker Fantasy by Shadow_Man1146 ******
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Construction Worker Fantasy


I was sitting in my home on a lazy summer afternoon. The sun was shining, birds
were signing, nothing could've been better. Well...maybe they could have. I
remember sitting in front of my computer screen at 15 years old, slowly rubbing
my cock while looking at a few fascinating pictures over the internet. A few
involved young men in various sexual acts, as well as a few of older men and
younger men together.

I had never considered myself gay, but I was very turned on at the prospect.
For some reason I'd always had a thing for construction workers. As it
happened, there was a crew working in the lot next to my house building new
things. Sometimes, when I knew no one was looking, I would open my blinds just
enough to take a glimpse of them. Their muscles glistening and smooth as they
worked with their power tools. From chainsaws to bulldozers, I was utterly
fascinated and aroused by the hulking men. From time to time I thought I would
see them look at me, they were working awfully close. However, I figured this
was just a silly fear of mine...the slit in the blinds was so small no one
would've known any different.

Every day they packed up and left, I would sigh in disappointment. Their noise
woke me in the morning and soothed me during the day. When most people would've
complained vehemently, I felt blessed to have them around.


One afternoon, when I was alone in my home, I heard a knock at our back door. I
had been sitting calmly in my room, reading through a few choice erotic stories
when I heard this. I had no idea who could be coming at this hour, but with
hesitation stood up. My rock hard cock stood out in front of me relentlessly. I
attempted to wrench it downward to stuff beneath my boxers, but couldn't quite
manage it. Instead, I ended up pushing it down enough to that it stood out in
an unignorable bulge down the right leg. With a worried sigh, I trodded to the
screen door.

To my utter surprise, a man in a dingy white shirt and raggedy old jeans stood
there. He looked about 30-35, with a face that showed a few stubble patches. He
was quite plain, not really ugly.. but not really handsome, either. However,
his body was absolutely herculean. He was bronze from head to toe, with bulging
biceps and a chest that would rival a dedicated gym member. The burly man
must've noted my staring, for he suddenly laughed.

"Sorry to bother you, but my buddies and I were just wondering if you had any
beer. We're all out," he gestured towards the work area, though if he was
telling the truth none of the construction workers seemed to notice. They
simply went about their jobs.

I stammered weakly, "Um.. yeah.. hold on a second, you wanna come in?" it
probably wasn't a wise question to ask, but the man stepped in none the less.

"Thanks a bunch, kid, I'm Carl." I didn't say anything to that, instead
hurrying down the hall towards the kitchen whereupon I opened the door and
grabbed a six pack of Miller Draft. My Dad bought near a case a day for he and
his friends, so I doubted he would miss this.

My hard on was still raging, abnormally hard.. even for a teenager. I stuttered
out an incoherent set of words before extending the cans towards the man, who
had seated himself in the big green recliner in our living room.

He was sure making himself at home, but I would've asked him anyhow.

"So, you here all alone?" Carl asked me, to which I replied again by trying to
speak.. failing.. and sheepishly nodding my head yes in reply. He grinned at
this, popping open the first beer and guzzling it down. He sure did seem
thirsty. I could see his eyes travel down to my youthful man meat, which was by
now pointing outward rigidly from the crotch of my sweat shorts.

I turned my head away lamely, and thinking back, I probably should've gone off
to do some idle chore while he drank. However, I didn't.

"You got some lumber there, huh kid?" I noted a bit of sarcasm in his voice,
probably spurred on by the fact that he now realised himself in total control.
He knew that his coming over was a big risk, for the company he worked for and
for his own job. Of course, when he noted my submissive demeanor, he quickly
forgot such things. I would note silently that the front of his ragged jeans
soon grew tighter, as a thick rod which was undoubtedly impressive began
pressing to the foreseem. My mouth literally watered at the prospect...

"Like that, huh? So you're a fag are ya? I knew it...you were always lookin' at
us out your blinds. I should've figured." Carl laughed mercilessly as his hand
fumbled with the button of his old work Levis, which were soon flicked open.
The zipper slid down, he drew his sweaty cock from the confines of a pair of
ugly briefs. I gulped audibly, my eyes wide and locked onto it.

"Well, are you a fag or not? If you are get down here and suck my fuckin'
cock!" I was truly frightened by his suddenly commanding tone of voice. I was
battling with myself...I wasn't gay.. I wasn't gay... but I wanted it so badly!

I finally came to a decision.

With a deep sigh, I slid to my knees between the meaty thighs of the dominant
construction worker. My hand slid down that engorged mass and exposed, hairy
balls. He grinned down at me while snatching himself up another beer. And then
with one hand wrapped around the offering, I extended my tongue to collect a
pearly precum dab. My tongue soon roamed down the tanned shaft, before his
impatient hand grabbed my hair and drug me back up to the tip. My lips soon
encompassed the unwashed helmet head, my heart pounding in my chest. I slowly
allowed the massive cock meat to pass into my mouth, coughing and gagging
slightly as the tip bumped against the back of my throat.

"You aren't a very good cock sucker for a fag," Carl commented, before pressing
onto the back of my head forcefully...my nostrils flaring and taking in as much
air as possible as his thick manhood slid down my throat..until I was faced
with a mass of oily pubic hair. There was no way to describe the smell of
it...utterly manly is the only way I could even try. He pumped my head as an
example before allowing me to do the work. And so, I did. Sucking my first cock
wasn't that hard after getting the hang of it, my head bobbing up and down upon
the worshipped staff.

Suddenly, his thick meat made a beautiful impression in my cheek as I turned my
head to look at the back door. A group of construction workers had wandered
into the house. My eyes were wide with shock, seeing them all together so near.
I noted seven of them, three of them huge black men all around the six and a
half foot mark. There were three white men, two of which looked young. The
younger white guys had huge arms, though their stomachs protruded outward. The
remaining member of the party was a short Hispanic man, though he seemed to be
the leader of the group. I read the nametag on his breast pocket, even as Carl
pumped his hips upward and down my throat. It read: Julio - Supervisor.

One of the black men had raided the refrigerator, grabbing a case of my Dad's
beer and tossing it onto the sofa. The thing was cleared out in a flash, they
all seemed to be watching me eagerly pleasuring their comrade Carl. Suddenly,
the greasy man I had been giving such a virginal fellatio to groaned in
pleasure and forced himself down my throat. I felt white hot cum dribble out,
coating the back of my throat and seeping down on my tongue soon after. It was
an absolutely heavenly feeling, my orifice being used as a cum hole.

"Hot damn, that was pretty good. Hey guys! I told you this kid was a fag," I
heard Carl yell to his buddies, as my head sank onto the front of the recliner
he had been seated at.

Soon one of the black men known as Tyrone was seated in the chair, bare assed.
He wasn't as demanding as Carl was, though I certainly was willing. His cock
was deflated, though it was easily the eight or so inches Carl's was. I started
by eagerly licking his big heavy black balls. They were hairless, glossed with
the sweat of a hard day's work. I lavished each of them in turn, watching as
the onyx monster rose slowly. I soon had the thing to a massive sixteen inches!
My god, I had never even contemplated such a magnificent shaft. My lips were
soon upon it...if this was the bonus of being a queer, then so be it. Tyrone
was a gentle giant, despite the goading calls of his co-workers to fuck my
throat with his giant dragon. His big hand petted my head, curling my hair in
his fingers as I took about ten inches down my throat. I was truly unable to do
any more, my esophagus totally impaled upon the chocolate spear. He began
rocking the recliner back and forth, which caused his weapon to fuck in and out
of my mouth as well.

I heard some bickering behind me, before a harsh Spanish curse silenced them. I
felt hands jerking down my shorts and boxers, spreading my white ass cheeks. I
was able to peek a glance at Julio, the men's supervisor, pulling out his cock
and felt it rubbing up against my virgin ass hole. I moaned unconsciously,
taking about twelve inches of the black anaconda into my face.

Tyrone groaned heavily, fisting the base of his cock as I felt the flying jets
of cum explode into me once again. He suddenly jerked out, pointing that oil
colored cockhead at my face. His meat spasmed, the white jism exploding against
my face...splatting me between the eyes, on the lips, over my cheeks..drooling
from my hair down my forehead, and smatterings on the chin.

I had opened my mouth during the sixth stream of hot cum, catching it directly
and allowing it to be caressed with my tongue before being swallowed.

At the same time Tyrone was cumming on my teenage face, Julio was pounding
himself with the desire of a horny dog into my asshole. His cock was fairly
small compared to the others, being the best choice to break me open.

With sperm drooling over my features and Julio burying his length deep into me,
the two beer bellied men I had noted earlier were standing before me.

Both had long, scraggly red beards. They must've been brothers. With cocks
about half the size of Tyrone, I figured the two of them would make up for the
absence of the gentle black man's giant prick. The pair jacked themselves right
in front of me, and soon I was covered with two loads of cum. My face was
unrecognizable, and I felt the humping Hispanic behind me unload himself into
my defenseless ass.

This went on for hours, with infinite positions possible. One of the most
interesting was probably where Tyrone and John, another black man with a cock
nearly as large as Tyrone, had both of their immense cocks stuffed into my
mouth. My hands held two anonymous dicks, which I was pumping with all that I
was worth. The ones that weren't being pleasured were in line behind my ass,
which I felt Carl pounding vigorously. The two black behemoths were suddenly
struck with orgasm, their loads jettisoned down my throat at the same time.

This nearly caused me to drown in a sea of semen. At the same time I took two
loads of cum on my cheeks and neck as the men I was masturbating came. My ass
was coated with jet another slick load as Carl pummeled into my abused anus
viciously. I was taken by another man, then another, then another, until they
were all satisfied.

When I finally came to realization, I was lain out on the floor with my body in
a bath of cum. My ass constantly oozed out the white goo, having been battered
to absolute uselessness. I saw Carl straddle my face, his limp cock directed at
my face. With a groan of relief, he released a golden stream down at me. My
mouth was open in shock, taking the entire piss. I gurgled it but eventually
was forced to swallow. Four men then surrounded my head, pissing down at me and
literally drowning me with their urine. They pissed over each other as well,
though their streams were intentionally directed at me. My body was being the
toilet of the other men, who washed off all the come collected on me with a
golden shower. One man had even squatted to piss directly on my balls, which
felt surprisingly good.

Now I was in for a huge surprise. One of the black men lowered his firm ass to
my face, and released a shitty load. It fell in thick ropes onto my face,
quickly covering me in a mass of excrement. I groaned aloud, thought I
should've been disgusted. Carl and Julio also took a shit on my face, which was
now about seven inches high. I was munching contentedly on the filthy pile,
trying to deplete it was much as possible. My chest was soon covered in the
disgusting grime as well, as I heard audible grunts from the men that shit on
me. I heard them laughing easily, heard the screen door swing closed.

They were gone...the house empty. I knew I had hours to my self before any one
would be around. The carpet was filthy with shit, piss, and cum. The smell of
beer and raunch still lingered. I grabbed a thick, disgusting turd from my face
and smashed it in my hand. With my fingers and palm covered in shit I jerked my
raging cock as fact as possible. Bending my neck down, a technique I had
learned at an early age, I tongued the hole of my cock as cum flew out within
mere seconds. I caught my load on my shitty tongue, groaning in pleasure. After
that, I stayed in the same position and allowed a blast of golden piss to fill
my mouth to capacity. My God...today was fun...


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