I work in a large urban center high-rise as a Network Administrator. During the week we had gone through a system upgrade and many of the workstations needed to have addtional upgrades which would require weekend work. Since I lived nearby I volunteered to come in on Sunday to complete the work without impeding the normal work routines.

I arrived at the building and just before entering the parking garage noticed that new building under construction next door had some crew working on the site. I found it strange for a Sunday but thought they must be behind schedule. Anyway I drove down to my regular space on the G2 level, got in the elevator and went up to my 10th floor offices.

I got all my tasks done in a few short hours and before leaving looked out the window to the construction site below. I saw that the crew was wrapping up too and leaving in their trucks, locking the site gate behind them. I figured they too had probably put in a few extra hours just to be ahead for the next day.

I exited the elevator down on G2 just as I realized that the coffee I brought to the office had just taken effect. Knowing that I had to take a dump before driving home I remembered seeing a restroom in the stairwell one day when the elevator was too slow to wait for. I entered the stairwell door and the hallway was dark. The steel door squeaked loudly behind me and in the darkness I saw a slit of light about 20 feet down the hall. I walked toward it and found the restroom door open. There was the source of the light, a single ceiling bulb. I realized I was lucky that the bathroom was unlocked, saving me the trip back upstairs and all the automated security log-in that I would have had to re-enter to get back on the floor.

The bathroom was small, one urinal next to a sink and two stalls. I took the one next to the urinal, sat down and did my thing. Just as I had finished I heard the squeak of that stairwell door down the hall. My heart jumped a bit because there were no other cars in the garage and I couldn't imagine who would be coming into that hallway. Then I realized it could be security or even the janitor. Footsteps continued toward the bathroom and then the door opened. I sat quietly while whoever entered shuffled in and made some noise by putting things on the floor. Then he stepped toward the urinal. I heard the zipper go down, then a powerful piss stream hit the water. Just as he finished he spoke, "'sgoin' on dude?" as he obviously saw my feet under the stall as he came in.

"Not much, you?" I said as I bent over slightly to see what I could. I saw a toolbelt and small cooler behind contstruction boots. Then my heart skipped again as I realized he wasn't security but most likely one of the crew from next door at the site.

He spoke again, "Never seen anyone here on a Sunday. -work in the buildin' or somethin?"

"Yeah, upstairs. Had some extra work I needed to finish before Monday morning."

"Cool" he answered.

I sat thinking that further conversation wasn't necessary and began to finish up. I heard him step over to the sink and then the "fiisssh" of a pop-top. "What-tha?" I thought...

I waited a minute as I heard him at the sink, water running. I bent forward again out of curiousity and saw the cooler was open...and his jeans were gathered around his ankles! Again, the heart...and my head rushed with anticipation. I pulled up my pants, opened the stall door and as I came around saw the most awesome mid-20's construction man standing at the sink butt-ass naked facing the mirror. His reflected gaze caught mine of surprise. He reacted by saying, "Sorry dude, don't mean to offend but I gotta clean up here" Then he explained that he worked at the site next door and always drove to meet his girlfriend for lunch. Then I realized he was giving himself a towell bath at the sink. While I stood there looking at his incredibly muscular, smooth and tanned body, he continued to wipe under his arms, down his torso and across his shoulders and back, rinsing the towell in the sink.

"Sorry to monopolize the sink dude. -know you wanna washup and I'll be out of yer way in a sec". Again he caught my eye in the mirror and gave one of those winks. I felt my legs go weak as I said, "no problem man. Take your time". Then there was a pause in which I looked at his gorgeous muscular smooth bubbleass, he turned and said, "wanna beer?" I looked back at his face, for the first time directly and realized he had piercing blue eyes and a killer smile. I saw that he already had one open on the counter and without waiting for my answer he bent over, grabbed one out of the cooler, opened it and handed it to me. I took it as he saw a bit of hesitation in my eye and said, "dude, it's the weekend, enjoy! It's the least I can do for making you wait!" He turned back to the mirror and began to soap his face for a shave. I took a big chug of my beer and thought of what I could say now without him realizing I was going into cardiac arrest and not just some innocent straight dude behind him.

"You don't need a shave" I said as I caught his eye in the mirror. He has a puzzled look now so I continued, "Don't chicks love that rough look?" Then he started to laugh and said, "I s'pose man...yer funny!" He shaved quickly then turned around, bent over and grabbed a clean towell out of a small ditty bag. As he stood back up I said, "Looks like you do this a lot". "Yep, he said, I may work in dirt all day but I know how to clean up good" -again he finished with that wink and he stood again just facing me. I couldn't stand it anymore and just let my eyes fall down his body, still wet from the rinsing. His chest was smooth with chisled pecs, washboard stomach with just a hint of that "construction-worker belly". His bush was dark blond and the perfect nest for the large cock than dangled over nuts that had to be the size of tennis balls.

Realizing that I was staring, I blurted out, "Man, your girlfriend must enjoy making you happy...? He just stood there looking at me, tossed back his head finishing his beer, threw the empty can into the trashcan and looked at me with a slyness in his grin.

"wannanother"?

"why not? I'll get it, bending over and grabbing 2 more from his cooler. As I stood up I let my face come within inches of his cock and realized that he was getting an erection. I handed him the beer and he said as he glanced down at his dick, "he likes teasin' I guess..." -continuing the glare at his uncontrolled prick.

He turned again to the mirror and finished wiping his face. Then he spoke again, "Dude, I gotta' clean my ass too so if you're offended better turn away".

"it's OK man, I've been in plenty of small locker rooms where you get plenty of ass in your face whether you want it or not"! Then I immediately thought what a stupid-ass thing to say. But he just laughed again and bent over and began to pull the damp rag through his asscrack. I continued to stare and saw his butthole was totally smooth. I chugged some more beer and tried to calm my rapid breathing.

He finished, turned around again and displayed his cock, this time at full erection. He took another hit on his beer, then looked at me as if in desperation and said, "Man I just can't stop that cock sometimes..." I just looked him right in the eye and said, "Maybe you just gotta treat it to what it needs"

Then he just relaxed, let out a long breath, leaned back against the counter, held his beer halfway to his face, looked at me and said..."you mean like suckin' it"? -ending with one of those, 'you fuckin' crazy' looks.

I took another swig of my beer, took a breath, looked him standing there 3 feet in front of me, pants around his ankles, body of death, dick pointing at the ceiling, balls hangin like they weighed a pound, blue eyes glistening with a devilish stare, and said knowing I was in trouble of the best kind, "Is that some kind of request...?

He chuckled, reached down and grabbed the base of his dick, shook it gently as he looked down at it -and without looking up at me, asked, "ain't it worth a couple of beers..."?

Before I could answer, we both heard that squeaky door open down the hall and just looked at each other with an anticipatory look...

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Dude...you got to finish this posting. Getting all hard here reading it. I want to know if you get to swallow that load of his!

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-my instinct told me to bolt out the door, but not knowing who was coming I shot back into my stall, locked the door, pulled down my pants and sat down. I heard the bathroom door swing open with, "fuuuuuuuck dude, you still cleanin' up in the can buddy?

Then I thought if the new dude called him 'bud' maybe they knew each other...

"yessir, works for me bud"!

I relaxed a bit -realizing they knew each other and also from the buzz setting in from that second beer dude number one gave me.

"What brings you in here?" said my man.

"'member you tole me 'bout cleanin' up here? I thought I'd take my crap here instead of that filthy Porta-Potty on the site so I came lookin' before that long drive home".

"Have at it dude -jus don't stink me out"! followed by bellowing, echoing laughter from them both.

Second guy walks to my stall, pulls on the locked door and barks, "Hey we got a full-house goin' on man"!

"Yeah, that dude's been in there since I got here...you fall in buddy"?! Lot's more belly-laughs and dude number two closes the door on the other stall. I hear his clothes rustling, and leaning foward see that there are no pants around his ankles! My head goes light again as I realize he's one of these dudes who shits naked! Cool.

My bud at the sink calls out, "beer buddy? heads-up"! As he obviously hands a cold one over the stall wall to his workbuddy.

"Hev-vun! A hot shit and cold brew"! he bellows as he opens the can and I hear him take a chug. Within seconds I hear him grunt, fart and gasp..."Yeaaaaaa dat's it" as he finishes his crap with some short wipes and a flush. To my surprise, his door immediately opens! He didn't get dressed, confirmed by my buds remark as his friend approaches the sink, "Buddeeee, what gives? I ain't givin' you a bath too"! More laughter...

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-in my mind I imagined the second dude just as handsome and rugged as the first so I pulled up my pants, opened the stall door and walked around to the sink. They both just stood there, half-turned to look at me with these looks of "what the fuck you lookin' at"?

Second man was a bit shorter, darker, almost Latino-looking. He has a shaved head, muscular arms, thighs, a small amount of dark hair on his ass and legs...but gorgeous beyond my imagination. They did have one thing in commom, raging full erections! My head got so light I thought I was gonna fall over.

"We in yer way, man"? one asked.

"No, just let me get a handful of soap" as I stepped between them at the sink. Just as I put my hands under the water, I saw my first man step behind me and drop below sight in the mirror. At the same instant his muscular arms reached around fumbled with my jeans and in a swoop pulled them to my ankles.

"shiiiiiiiit dude, what'er you doin"??!! guy number 2 said, but in that same moment my man was pushing me to bend over the sink with a free hand, pulling my naked ass cheeks apart with the other as I felt his hot, wet tongue on my asshole. He moaned out loud while the other guy just stood there holding his cock. As I watched him in the mirror watch his buddy eat my ass, he just kept saying, "shiiiiit, shiiiit..." and stroked his cock. I was going nuts with ecstacy as my cock was rock-hard and my man was making love to my ass like I've never experienced.

Just as I as close to losing my nut, my man stood up, grabbed me around my chest and started licking and biting my neck with passion, breathing heavily in my ear and moaning. I realized I was unaware of man number 2 and was seriously falling in lust with my main man.

Then my man turned me around and we were face-to-face. He gave me a wink then gave me an open-mouth wet kiss that made me almost collapse. I wanted to give my man the best blowjob he ever had so I slipped from his grasp down to his cock. I just looked at that masterful, perfect manhood an inch from my lips, then up to him and asked, "May I sir"? All he did was give that sly smile and shake his head once to affirm.

It must have been a full five minutes that I kept his cock in my mouth, moving my tongue in ways that I had only dreamed of. His moans were quiet and meaningful and I knew I was giving him pleasure that he must have only dreamed of as well. I let his cock slip out of my mouth and was just about to begin servicing each of his perfect smooth nuts when I felt his arms under mine pulling me up to face him again.

He kissed me deeply, a kiss that I felt was more meaningul with devotion that lust. His eyes were open and his words silent, but I knew what he was saying. It was in this moment that we became aware of the other dude's moans and we looked over as he shot his load towards us. It hit me on the shoulder and my man pulled me away and yelled at his bud, "hey man, some respect"! I was flattered but didn't mind at all.

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You HAVE to finish this story! If it was true - that would be amazin!

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