Author's Note. Ok, for all you faithful readers of mine this is out of the ordinary but I vowed to get one story in each category and I promised a friend I would do a gay story also. Don't expect this style from Me often if ever again just had to venture into the unknown. To that friend, Angel, your welcome.
Angelique stood there watching the two strapping young men as there sun kissed bodies worked in the afternoon heat. They were removing her paintings from the van and hanging them in the gallery for her grand opening. She had been working nonstop for two weeks finishing a few last added touches to her paintings so that her finest ones would be hanging tonight when it opened. She was going to have to sleep soon for she had been averaging about two hours of sleep a night.
She watched as TJ was lifting one end of the frame and his strong muscular arms bulged under the weight, the paintings weren't heavy but the frames themselves had been made by a friend and they were of ornate beauty. Big oak carved frames with angels playing on each one, her friend had done this in anticipation of her first gallery opening and hoped that the angels would add a nice touch to go along with her name.
Angelique watched as each man carefully gripped the frames under their protective tarps and her breath quickened as she slipped away into one of her daydreams. It went a little like this....
TJ had just hung the last painting and removed it's tarp when he looked up and saw Greg looking at him, Greg had that mischievous grin in his eyes and was obviously thinking about getting down and dirty with TJ. The sweat was dripping from each of their hard bodies and as TJ glanced down he saw the large bulge beneath Greg's overalls. God he was hot TJ thought, as he felt his own member starting to rise rapidly as his lover walked to him.
Suddenly Angelique was snapped back into the real world when the two men came towards her and asked if there was anything else she was going to need. "No, boys," she smiled breathing noticeably hard, "I think that's all I will need from you until tonight." Angelique closed her eyes just a moment trying to recapture just a hint of the daydream she had been having.
Angelique headed home the two men in her car giving off their sweaty musky scent and it was dayum near intoxicating, she would love a shot at getting both of these strapping young hunks alone in her bedroom. She pulled into her apartment complex and let the two men out. She watched there tight muscular buns beneath their overalls and their broad backs as they walked into the building across from hers.
Angelique was definitely having lusty thoughts and she hadn't had time to pull "bob", her vibrator, from her drawer lately and put him to good use. She shucked off the tank top she was wearing and ran her hand down her chest rubbing the slowly hardening nipples as she looked out her window into the apartments across from her. She smiled relaxing and letting herself grow increasingly more aroused with each passing second.
She had occasionally glimpsed some raunchy sex through her window from the occupants in the next building some of whom were blatant exhibitionists. This had at times led to her to a few masturbatory sessions, and also fueled some of her paintings. She peered now through the ten foot gap between building and directly below the window straight across from her she saw TJ and Greg entering their shared apartment.
The two were football players from the local college living out in town due to their dorms being renovated, they constantly threw parties and never failed to have a flurry of hot young women in the apartment. She had seen them outside a few times and when she needed something moved offered them a little extra money to line their pockets if they would help.
Angelique shed her tight leather jeans and ran her hands down beneath her panties as she watched the two men rid themselves of their shirts. Those rippling muscles, my god she thought I need to be preparing for tonight not standing here watching those two hunks again. Yet she was riveted to the spot, she reached down and grabbed the binoculars from the window sill and looked into the men's apartment. Her panties grew even more damp as she watched them doff their overalls and stand in the living room naked.
Her pussy quivered of its own violation and the only thing she could do to squelch the need was run to the bedroom grab "bob" and resume her position at the window. She once again looked in and could see both men sitting on the couch stroking their cocks and watching TV. They were watching whatever was on the TV intently, Angelique zoomed in focusing on their bodies, to be more exact their hard shafts and their hands which were stroking them.
Inside the living room...Greg spoke up, "I need to get laid tonight not stand at that gallery in those monkey suits that Angelique gave us and hand out drinks." That was all TJ needed to hear he had been thinking the same thing but this afternoon something inside him had worked its way forward. Something he had tried to suppress for the last few years, this overwhelming desire to take Greg and feel his tight ass gripping his cock.
