Sorry for the delay!
There was little time for awkward questions from my mates (thank god), as soon the dinner gong sounded, and we rushed downstairs. We were starving, and soon demolished huge bowls of pasta, and sponge pudding.
There was no sign of Tom, but I presumed he was busy elsewhere.
There was a bang of a spoon against a glass, and a deep shout of “Quiet please everyone”.
A guy stood at the front of the dining room. He’d obviously just got out of the shower. He still had wet hair, and some damp patches on the back of his T-shirt. He had a muscular legs, a tanned outdoors look, stubble and a strong superfit body. He looked to be early forties, and his tight cargo shorts didn’t disguide the fact that he was well endowed too.
Why was I so obsessed with dick? Despite such horny experiences, I still hadn’t cum, and was left with a semi erect cock all through dinner.
He introduced himself as Ben, and ran through all the safety notices at rapid speed, and all th do’s and don’ts. At one point he stood with one leg on a chair as he chatted and shuffled his papers. My imagination was running riot, and my cock was getting harder and harder.
Luckily, he finished his introduction, and my mates sped out for a crafty fag. I was just collecting up our plates and glasses, when Ben ran back into the room.
“Damn it” he laughed. “I forgot to run through the daily jobs. Can you get your mates to sign up - or you can stitch them up and volunteer them for the filthy tasks!”
I laughed....sounded like a great idea!
“The only problem is, I need someone to help out tonight...just a washing up job in the kitchens”
I realsied I was now the only one left in the dining room, so it looked like I had no choice
“Sure” I murmured. “Where do I go?”
“Down the corridor and down the spiral stairs of the right...and if you think your bedroom is hot, wait till you experience the kitchen hell hole!”
Ben stepped back and I had a last lingering look at the impressive package in his shorts.
I sloped off down the corridor, found the spiral stairs and found the door with the Kitchen sign.
What a sight! I couldn’t help laughing.
There was Tom in noting but an apron, with his gorgeous peachy arse facing me.
“It’s you!” he laughed. He came over to give me a hug, which at forst felt a little dismissive. Had I done the wrong things earlier? Had Tom decided it was a bad idea.
My doubts were answered when he gently held the back of my head and began to kiss me passionately. We had our tongues wrapped around each other, and were both breathing heavier and heavier. Tom broke away.
“Let’s get this done, and then you’ll be all mine” he whispered. “And there’s only one way to work down here, so get stripped off and pop an apron on”
I did as Tom said. I stripped off completely in the staff room, and reentered the kitchen in a cotton apron, with an unmistakeable erection. I grabbed a tea towel to dry Tom’s washing up. His sink was full of steaming water, with soap suds and bubbles flying everywhere.
“Hey look at you, big boy” Tom laughed.
He scooped up a handful of bubbles, and flicked them on my hair. Another load of suds and he flung them over by shoulders.
Right, this was a full on fight.
I grabbed two handfuls myself, shoving one smack on his head , and another up his apron.
Tom grabbed my and rubbed warm soapy water down my legs and arse. We were laughing so hard as we acted like idiots, soaking each other, and scattering bubbles all over the kitchen.
Within a minute we were tearing off our aprons, snogging each other’s faces, and rubbing our bodies and rock hard cocks together. Tom lifted my up onto the wooden kitchen table and took my cock in his mouth, licking the length of my shaft, and taking my dick down his throat. I couldn’t help but my lay my wet body down and watch as Tom took me to a place I had never been before - ecstacy. After today’s events, I knew I wouldn’t last long. Tom continued to suck my cock, but using his fingers began massaging and probing my arse. He slipped in one finger, then another.
My chest and stomach been to buck, and my legs shook.
“I’m cumming” i shouted
“I want to see this” said Tom, as slid his mouth off, and began to firmly wank my cock.
I groaned as jets of cum hit Tom’s chest. I came with more force than I had ever experienced. Tom gently wanked, kiss, and licked my cock, until every drop of cum had been released.
I sat up, and Tom had a glint in his eye. I reached down to stroke his own engorged cock, but he gently brushed my hand away.
“That’s for later” he smiled “It’s going to be a long night”
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