High Steel

Back in the summer of '89, I was fresh out of high school without a clue in the world. I was young, strong, and cock-sure as all hell, but I didn't have a damn idea what I wanted to do with my life. My pops wasn't too hip on the idea of paying my way and furnishing a house, meals, and a car for the rest of my life, so he talked to a friend of his in the construction business and got me a job. Now if you've ever been to the southwest, you know how hot it can get in the summer. We're talking 100 degree weather on the mild days.

So my ass was being busted every day around there, and I came home sore to the bone every day. On the upswing, all the hard work was having a beneficial effect on my body. I'd always been thin and toned, but all that heavy lifting was really bringing out some muscle on my arms and chest, and I was tanned to the max. I loved checking myself out in the mirror after showering all the grime off me. 5'10" of tanned, toned, muscular youth with gleaming white teeth (thanks to my uncle the dentist), long curly brown hair most women would kill for, and a nice 8" circumsized cock to top it all off. Needless to say, I liked what I saw, and decided that maybe construction was the life for me. After staring in the mirror one night for an exceptionally long period of time, all the while stroking my cock to ejaculation, I decided to see the construction boss about coming on full time. The next day was Friday, and payday, so I had an excuse to see him anyway.

To tell the truth, I took any excuse to see the boss. Conway was his name, or at least that's all anyone called him. I didn't know if it was his first name or last name. He'd been a construction worker since he got out of high school, and he had stayed in pretty fine shape doing it. Even though he was a foreman now, and he didn't have to do any of the real work, he often still did. He always said that "a grunt like me has to keep his hands dirty or I'll start feeling like a sissy!" Typical macho bullshit, but the truth was that he just really liked the comraderie and companionship of the other guys too much to be classified as the "boss". He was just one of the guys, as far as most of us were concerned.

When Friday's work was done, I headed out to the little mobile home that houses the on-site office to pick up my check and talk to Conway. When I got in, he was sitting with Ken and Luis, two of the guys I work with. Ken operates the crane and Luis is a riveter. All three men were drinking cold beer and talking over their plans for the weekend. Conway looked at me as I came in and offered me a drink. He handed me a coke, rather than the beer I'd been hoping for. I told him about wanting to get on full time, and he said that it would be fine with him, but he wanted to get the opinion of some of the other guys I work with, just to see if I "cut the mustard". I knew Luis was ok with it, judging by his wide smile. I wasn't sure about Ken, because I hadn't been around him much. Conway told me he'd have a definite answer for me by Friday of the next week.

After thanking him, I got up to leave, but Conway stopped me and told me that there was one more thing that would determine if I got the job or not. "What's that?" I asked, and was surprised to say the least by his answer. "You've got to pass our test first. If you can take all three of us on, I think you might have what it takes to do this job." I wasn't quite sure what he meant, and told him so. Did they want to fight me, or wrestle me, or some sort of contest like that? "Not quite" he told me, "It's more like a constest to see how much dick you can handle in your mouth and ass." "What!" I yelled. "You've got to be kidding! You guys are fags?" With that said, Conway reached over and backhanded me across the trailer. "Don't you take that tone with me, kid! You want this, and you know it! I can see it in the way you look at me." I didn't know what to do. He had knocked me down, but not out. I was lost between anger, shame, and a tingling in my nuts at the thought of taking on these 3 hot guys. What was I gonna do?

I didn't really have a choice, as I found out. Luis and Ken came over to me and each grabbed an arm while Conway grabbed me by my shirt and came close to my face with his. "You are going to suck our dicks, and you are going to like it. Got me?" he breathed heavily in my face. He smelled of sweat, dirt, grease, and a man's natural aroma- strong and musky. I was a little scared, but even more turned on, so I squeeked out "yes sir, anything you say." Without wasting any more time, he pushed me down onto my knees and pulled out his massive tool for me to swallow. It had to be a good 9", and it was thick and veined all over. It smelled like the rest of him, and it tasted salty as I put it into my mouth. Luis had let go of my arm, but Ken had grabbed it along with the other one and was holding both behind my back now. Luis moved around and started unbuttoning my shirt and jeans while I did my best sucking on my boss' huge slab of meat.

Conway was soon groaning in pleasure, all the while grabbing the back of my head and pushing his fat cock into my hot mouth. He nearly gagged me several times, until I got the hang of it and relaxed enough to take almost all of him. Luis had my shirt off now and my pants around my knees and was sucking and biting my nipples to erection. Ken was content to watch for now, but he was acting as the cheering section, telling me to "suck that big dick" and "yeh, you really like that, don't you? You're gonna like it up your tight ass even more." Meanwhile, Luis and Conway had switched positions and I began sucking on Luis' 8" uncut cock. It too was salty, especially under the foreskin where all the day's sweat had built up. Conway had gone over to his desk and pulled something out of the drawer. He came back over and I could now see that it was a length of strong rope. He went behind me and began to tie me up so that Ken could "get his turn". Now I was helpless, almost naked, and at the mercy of three big construction workers who had fucking me on their minds. I couldn't have been happier!

Ken came around and replaced Luis' cock with his own 7" tool. It was the smallest of the three, but it was straight and perfect in every way, with a nice thickness to it. I won't bother telling you what any of them looked like. I'll just leave that up to your own imagination. I can tell you that I was absolutely in heaven, though. After all three had their turn in my mouth, they pulled me off my knees and finished taking my jeans and underwear off. Luis proceeded to spread my legs wide while Conway bent me over the small dining table. They had me positioned so that my ass was up in the air and my chest was flat across the table with my head just over the other side. Conway came around the front of me and put his cock in my mouth again, then he told Luis to fuck my ass while Ken and he traded off my mouth. They did as told, and I can only assume they had gone through the same ritual I was going through. They obeyed Conway without a sound, so I think they must have been "trained" so to speak.

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Luis reached into another drawer on Conway's desk and brought out a tube of KY with which he squeezed out a generous portion onto my asshole. He then started finger fucking my ass, first with just one finger, but slowly working up until practically his whole hand was in me. I was filled at both ends and loving every minute of it. I could only hope that this wasn't going to be a one-time deal. Luis, satisfied that I was loosened up enough, pulled out his hand and replaced it with his fat Hispanic cock. He began slowly to fuck me with long strokes practically pulling all the way out each time. In front, Conway and Ken were switching off and sometimes trying to fit both their cocks in my mouth at the same time. Never one to pass up a challenge, I tried my best to accomodate both, but they were just too big to get in far.

Luis began to buck wildly and started moaning in Spanish, and before lone he was screaming "Madre de Dios!" at the top of his lungs. He pushed into me as far as he could go several times and then suddenly one final thrust and he lost all control, his cum spurting into my hot asshole. Just at the same time, Ken let go a big wad of cum right onto my face and all over Conway's cock and stomach area. Conway pulled out of my mouth and ordered me to lick all of it off him, which I did gladly. Luis and Ken went off then to the back of the trailer to clean up, smacking me on the ass as they left and saying "good job kid" and "we'll definitely have to keep you around". But the one who had to be satisfied was not done yet. Conway stood before me, my hands still tied behind my back, cum dripping off my face where I could not reach it with my tongue. He jerked on his cock while he appraised me, and asked me if I thought I could take more. I weakly said "yes sir", and he smiled as he moved around to my backdoor. I felt nothing by a sharp jab of his large cock going into my ass with one quick motion.

All the way in now, he began to work his hips around and gyrate his cock in and out of me. I could do nothing by moan in pleasure and pain while this stud fucked my asshole. Soon, Conway was pistoning in and out of me with amazing speed, grabbing and kneading my ass cheeks and every now and then smacking them for good measure. He was getting close now, and he grabbed me by the arms with one hand and pulled up as far as he could. i was pushed down on the table with my arms painfully lifted above me while his massive cock rammed into my ass more forcefully than ever. 8 or 9 strokes like that and he came with a loud groan, finally letting my sore arms go and collapsing onto my back.

"Fucking fantastic" he breathed heavily into my ear. "You keep doing that for me, boy, and the job's your's as long as you want it." It's been 10 years now, and I still work construction. I'm the foreman now, but Conway still does the work on me, and sometimes his old buddies join in for fun. My fun comes from breaking in the new boys, and sometimes Conway helps me with that, too. I'd have to say that working the high steel is still the life for me, as long as it keeps on providing the hard meat.

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