Craftsmen's fucking cabin 1

It was Thursday after midnight. I was sitting in my work van on my way to a long weekend in a summer house that I have bought together with three of my good friends. We had to do some work on the house, and since we are all craftsmen, it wouldn't take that long. There would also be time for fun. A few beers, smoke some weed and then a round of group sex. The cock was already twitching inside my carpenter overalls.

We have bought the house in a place where not many people come. It's not far from a beach where you can be naked, but just as importantly, we can walk around the house naked, and we can have sex outdoors without risking a fussy neighbor reporting us for defamation. The house is arranged as a large room, and the idea is that you can fuck or jerk off whenever you want, regardless of who and how many people are in the room. We have made a large corner with good mattresses. We all sleep here, and of course we also fuck there. Then there is a sofa arrangement close to the dining area and kitchen. The bathroom is just shielded with a glass wall. There is no door to the bathroom.

We have been friends for a few years. And the way we've gotten to know each other is through sex. I love sex with a young craftsman who has muscles from a job, is well equipped, has a good ass, and with lots of tattoos. The guy should not be shy. He must know what he wants, and like to talk dirty!

We are all proud of our work and happy to wear work clothes. It must be the used and worn work clothes. It's as if sex becomes more raw and direct when we meet in work clothes. We are men who are horny and like sex and are good at sex. Therefore, a working day when we are together is something that can make us horny, and the talk usually gets more and more naughty during the day.

As I drove towards the cottage and thought about our upcoming weekend, the cock got harder and harder. But at the same time I could feel that I was going to have to pee soon, so I drove into the first rest area on the motorway and parked the car outside the toilet.

I went to the urinal and lifted my cock out of my overalls and started pissing. Soon after, a guy about my own age came and pulled his dick out of a pair of well-worn and holey blue work pants. I looked at him. He looked really good, and that made my semi-stiff. He stood and pissed, shook the cock a little and rubbed the skin back and forth over the head of the cock. He laughed a little at me. I hadn't seen that my cock had become really hard. He took me on the ass and asked if my cock didn't need a hot and delicious hole? I nodded, and was quite surprised. I had not expected sex until I reached the cottage.

I could hardly get the dick through the piss hole in the overalls, it had become so stiff. After all, I couldn't leave the toilet with a super hard cock.

We walked between some bushes. We kissed and pulled the t-shirts up over our heads so we could play with each other's nipples. He was a great kisser. His tongue was naughty and horny. He moved down my chest and tickled my nipples like I've rarely had them worked. Then he found my cock and licked it all the way to the bottom.

Then he motioned for me to lick him. His cock was amazing. Not so long, but thick. The balls were a chapter of their own. They hung down between his legs like they hang on a bull. They made me even more horny. I love hanging nuts.

He turned around and showed me his asshole. I spat on the hole and inserted a finger. I could feel the hole being horny and needy. I found a condom and pressed the dick into the hole. He gasped a little as my thick and long cock penetrated his depths. But that was quickly replaced by sounds that said he was enjoying it. I fucked hard and alternated between fucking slow and fast.

He played his cock himself while I fucked him and he moaned more and more and when I could hear that he was about to come, I fucked all the way and at high speed. It was crazy and I let out a huge alpha male roar. I pulled out and he turned around and showed me his dripping hard cock. I bent down and licked the cock clean before standing up and giving him a deep tongue kiss.

We pulled on our work clothes and sat next to each other for a bit while sharing a cigarette. We exchanged phone numbers and agreed to meet again.

I drove on towards our little shack. Brian had already arrived. He walked around in his worn blue boiler suit covered in oil stains. His arms were rolled up so you could see his tattoos. He smiled when I came. We gave each other a wet kiss, hugged and touched each other's asses and felt whether the dicks were as big as usual.

"You got a dick on the trip!" laughed Brian. I laughed back and asked how he could see that. "You taste like cum!" Then I told him about the guy at the rest area, and at the same time I assured him that there was enough cock for him too!

Brian is a mechanic. He is quite muscular but without being pumped. The muscles are marked and the ass has small delicious bubbles ready to eat. He usually has stubble and is either completely bald or has very short hair. His cock is about 20 cm and quite thick, and the balls are as big as eggs and hang like a bull.

Brian and I went around getting the house ready so we could enjoy ourselves when the others arrived. I could tell from Brian that he was horny. He touched my body and used dirty words.

Soon after, Dennis arrived. He had the beers with him. They were put in a small outdoor cellar that we had built earlier in the year. He works as an electrician, and was wearing gray overalls. They fit the body well and highlighted his delicious ass in particular. Dennis, like the rest of us, is well equipped with a big dick. He is circumcised and has a dick like many of the American porn models.

Dennis also got a kiss and a squeeze on the ass and cock. We sat down and found a beer. We deserved it.

"Janus has got dick on his way down here!" Brian laughed at Dennis. Dennis looked at me: "what the hell - I thought your dick was for us this weekend!" he said, rubbing his crotch. He unwrapped the dick and started jerking off. At the same time, Kris drove into the house. Then we were all gathered and the weekend could begin.

We got up and went down to receive him. He was wearing a pair of well-worn blue work trousers and a matching work jacket. He works as a blacksmith. When the rest of us don't have the strength to lift something heavy, Kris comes to the rescue. He got the obligatory kiss and hug here and there. He looked a bit when Dennis came up to him because his cock was dangling out of his overalls. Kris dropped to his knees and began to lick his cock hard.

Brian and I posed almost per automatically next to Dennis, and we lifted our half-hard dicks out of our work clothes. Then Kris had 3 dicks to choose from. When he got to my cock, he could feel that it was a little sticky. He tasted it. Kris looked up at me. "Did you fuck your ass today?", he said laughing. I just replied that he should just watch to start licking.

He licked and licked us in turn. We stood on top of each other and kissed each other while being licked. Kris is a really good sucker. He can take the dick all the way down and he is very persistent.

This is not how we had started a weekend before. Naughty as hell.

Brian was the first to serve his cum down Kris's throat and face, and I soon followed. Dennis had saved a huge load for Kris, who just licked his cream with great pleasure. He also licked our dicks clean.

Then it was Brian's turn. We knelt down in front of his cock and then all three of us took turns licking his cock. Sometimes together, and it's so fucking horny to be several guys about to lick dick. It wasn't long before we were tasting Kris' salty sperm drops and finally cascades of cum.

We got up and kissed each other. We went back to the patio with our dicks dangling out of our work clothes, found a beer and rolled a little joint.

It was a good start of the weekend.