The Summer Nico Becomes a Man

This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and older men. It contains descriptions of drug-taking. If it is illegal for you to read it for any reason please leave now.

Chapter 3: More learning on the job and Tomasz arrives

Nico woke to the sound of Andy's racehorse-like pissing - the loud stream splashing in the bowl, he really hadn't heard anyone who pissed as loudly as this man. Squinting across to retrieve his mobile phone, he checked the time and saw that it was 7am. He stretched and rubbed his hand across his chest. Shit. That had actually happened last night then, he could feel his dry cum encrusted in his chest hair and further down across his stomach,

"Morning mate! Rise and shine - breakfast then we need to get going," Andy called cheerily from the bathroom.

Nico heard him turn the shower on and start singing along to some music he was playing from his phone. Nico wasn't always the best in the morning, but it was clear Andy started the day at a hundred percent! Nico roused himself and fired off a quick text to his mum telling her that all was well and he was enjoying himself. He then continued texting by sending Dani a brief message saying how much he was learning about DIY and plumbing. He stopped short of sharing what else he was picking up. For now!

Shortly after Andy came into the room, turning on all the lights. He had his towel draped across his shoulders so was walking around the room completely exposed. Glancing up from his phone, Nico stole a glance. Even soft, Andy's cock looked huge, hanging down over the low-hanging balls, all surrounded by the dark, untamed pubes

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As Andy rubbed his shaved head with the towel, Nico was able to take in the full sight - the broad hairy chest, the arms covered in tattoos, the densely furred armpits, the swinging man cock - he was an incredible specimen of manliness.

Andy shook Nico from his thoughts by hurling the damp towel at him,

"Come on Risotto, shake yourself!"

Nico stumbled into the bathroom, splashed his face with water and sighed into the mirror as he brushed his teeth. This really was too early for this much activity. Stepping into the shower, he left the warm water cascade down his chest, squirting a large dollop of shower gel to scrub into the dried cum. His cock twitched slightly, it already had its usual morning thickness, but the memory of Andy's rough hand around it last night brought a smile to Nick's mouth. His soapy hand travelled down and he rubbed the shaft, pulling back the foreskin to give everything a good clean, his eyes closed under the water; he was just beginning to enjoy the feeling when Andy's voice shook him from his daydreaming,

"Two minutes! My stomach feels like my throat's been cut, I need a coffee and my breakfast!"

Nico groaned, rinsed himself off and towelled dry quickly. He retrieved more old clothes from his rucksack and was dressed and ready as instructed. Andy was in his usual 'uniform' of cargo pants but was today wearing a cut-off shirt without a vest beneath it. With just two buttons done up, most of his chest and the top of his furry stomach were on display.

They made their way down to the hotel dining room where Andy proceeded to load up his plate with all manner of greasy food from the breakfast buffet. Andy chatted through breakfast, perhaps unsurprisingly there was no mention of last night's activities and no hint that in the early hours of the morning he'd been wanking off the young man opposite him. Nico continued to enjoy Andy's easy company and teasing banter and sitting opposite him allowed him to take in Andy's confidence and easy masculinity. His eyes were mainly drawn to Andy's strong arms - the intricate tattoos covering most of the skin but not disguising the large biceps and thick hairy forearms. After a third strong coffee, Andy declared that he was done and they should make a move. They called into a supermarket on their way to the house and got provisions for their lunch. Nico noted, with a smile, that a case of beer was added to the basket of shopping.

Much of the morning at the house was spent with Andy teaching Nico how to tile, showing him how to use the tile cutters and ensure a neat and professional finish. Nico loved the work and was soon demonstrating an aptitude for it, so much so, that after an hour, Andy left Nico happily working alone. He came in a couple of times and praised the quality of Nico's handiwork,

"You're a natural, Risotto, I'd hire you! Better than being stuck in a suit all day!"

Nico flushed with pride, it felt good to get the appreciation from Andy,

"Cheers Andy, I'm loving it. It's nice to see the results, it's actually quite relaxing doing this."

Andy grinned and ruffled Nico's hair,

"Well, you're powering through it, we'll be able to take a longer lunch at this rate!"

Just after midday, Andy reappeared at the bathroom door, this time with his shirt fully unbuttoned and brandishing two of the beers he'd bought earlier. It was a warm day so Andy suggested that they enjoy the sun and have their lunch in the garden.

Stretching out on two sun loungers, the two men enjoyed the sun with their cool beers and sandwiches. Andy was clearly a sun worshipper; his shirt was now removed and the top of his cargo shorts unbuttoned so as much of his skin was exposed to the sun as possible. He lay back with eyes closed, arms behind his head,

"Oh man, Risotto, I love days like this,"

Nico swigged his beer and smiled,

"Yeah, we don't get many of them but it's nice when they come!"

"Take your shirt off, you'll be sweltering. You should've brought some shorts with you too. You're not dressed for a workman's lunch!"

Nico grinned and pulled his t-shirt off, then rolled his jogging bottom legs up, revealing his hairy calves,

"This'll have to do!"

"You're a furry little fucker, aren't you! No surprise with your family I suppose, your dad was like a gorilla!"

"Ha ha - he really was. It was all over him though, mine's mainly just my chest."

Nico reached down and brushed his hand to fluff up his chest hair proudly. Andy stood up, reached over and squeezed one of Nico's nipples hard,

"More beers!"

He returned carrying one more for each of them then lay back on his lounger, eyes closed and arms behind his head,

"Do you miss your dad, mate?" Andy asked softly

"Oh, every day, man. It's so hard to think he's not around. I still keep going to tell him things and then remember he's not there."

"I get it, my dad went when I was 24 and I still miss him. Think of him looking down at me and wondering what I'm up to!"

Nico sprayed a mouthful of beer out with a laugh,

"Oh God, I hope my dad isn't looking down at me too much. Christ knows what he'd think!"

Andy also roared with laughter,

"Ha! Maybe you're right. Though in your dad's case, I don't think anything would shock him!"

"There's some things you don't even want your dad to see though!"

"You'd be surprised, Risotto, you'd be surprised!"

Nico smiled and lay back, his arms up behind his head now too, mirroring Andy's position. Eyes closed and both taking swigs of the cooling beer, they lay in peaceful companionship, just the sound of distant traffic and birdsong punctuating the quiet. Andy produced two more beers and they continued to enjoy the sun for over an hour. Three beers in and Nico had a contented buzz and warmth - both from the alcohol and the heat of the sun.

Andy sighed,

"Well, suppose we'd better get back to it, fella."

Nico cleared up the empty beer cans and and followed Andy into the house. The afternoon's task was in the small en-suite bathroom next to the main bedroom, they had to completely remove the old shower unit, fit another and then tile around it. It was a small space and an awkward job and the heat of the day wasn't making it any more comfortable. Both men had left their shirts off after lunch, Nico tried to keep his jogging bottoms pushed up but they kept slipping back down. Andy pointed down to his large tool bag,

"Poke around in that bag, there should be some big wallpaper scissors."

Nico found them and handed them to Andy, assuming they were needed for the work. Andy grinned at Nico,

"Whip 'em off, I'll make you some shorts!"

Nico grinned and shrugged, it was better than trying to mess around keeping them up and they were a really old pair of jogging bottoms. He slid them down and handed them over to Andy who quickly hacked away at the legs leaving behind a pair of cut-off shorts, he passed them back over to Nico.

Nico pulled them up and stared back at Andy open-mouthed,

"What the fuck? How short have you made these?" He laughed.

"Yeah, maybe took a bit too much off there, sorry about that. They are a little bit indecent now," he grinned back.

"For fuck sake, I look like a go-go dancer!"

"Ha ha, yeah, wiggle that booty and I'll shove a tenner in your waistband!"

Andy grabbed Nico by the waist and pressed his crotch into him with a laugh, he then gave his arse a squeeze and pushed past him to continue work on the shower. Both men were sweating in the confined area and Nico could smell the manly musk coming from Andy's pits. Raising his own arm, he could also smell his own fresh sweat, mingled with his deodorant. After the complicated work of fitting the new shower was done, Andy stepped back and showed Nico the pattern that was needed for the tiles. Starting off at the bottom of the shower cubicle, Nico was a quick learner and took over the tiling after a couple of rows. Andy cleared away the old shower fittings and took it down to the van. He returned to the bathroom to watch Nico's progress and handed him another cool beer. He stood in the doorway swigging his own and grinned,

"You look so good down on your knees, Risotto, definitely a natural!"

Nico rolled his eyes with a smile as he took a pause from tiling to drink the beer,

"Predictable!"

"Oh I'm never predictable, son, I'll always have a surprise for you!" Andy laughed,

"Talking of surprises, how did you like this morning's?"

Nico gulped his beer and felt a blush creeping across his cheeks. He thought what happened in the room stayed in the room, were they really going to acknowledge it?

He cleared his throat,

"What do you mean?"

Andy stepped slightly forward, jutting out his crotch as he moved closer to Nico,

"Oh you know, a free 'happy ending' in the morning from the boss. Not everyone gets that, you know!"

Nico sipped on his beer and kept his eyes down towards the tiles,

"Yeah, it was...it was...nice," he murmured quietly.

"All part of the service, got to make you feel at home. Can't be having you working with blue balls."

Nico glanced up at Andy, a small smile creeping across his face. Andy looked back with a grin as he finished off his can,

"Talking of blue balls, I've not cum yet today, that's getting close to a record, I reckon. The missus usually sees me right or I have a morning wank."

He grabbed his crotch and shook his cock and balls through the cargo shorts as he looked down at Nico with a leer,

"I reckon you could help with that, you know, call it returning a favour?"

Nico's faced was now flushed fully red, he felt a trickle of sweat drop from his armpit and travel down his side,

"What? You mean you want me to wank you off again?" He said hoarsely.

"Wank me off? Hmmmmm...it feels like that would take a lot of energy up and you already look like you're sweating there. Maybe we can think of a more gentle way to help out?"

With this, he unbuttoned his cargo shorts and let them drop down his legs to his work boots. His cock was already hard, a large spot of precum had saturated his dark underwear. He was wearing briefs and they were straining to contain the massive hard-on, pulling away from Andy's crotch.

"What do you mean?"

Andy shuffled forward, impeded by his shorts around his ankles, he reached for Nico's head with both hands and pulled his face into his crotch. Nico felt the heat emanating from him, the sweaty, musky aroma coming from his cock and balls, he felt the dampness of Andy's underwear pressing against his cheek,

"I think if you said hello and gave my soldier a little suck, he'd be very grateful," Andy said in a low voice.

Nico swallowed hard as he pulled his head free of Andy's crotch, he stared up at him, his mouth dry and his heart racing, with a nervous laugh,

"Come on, man, stop pissing about Andy, I am not sucking your cock."

Andy reached down and pulled his cock out of his underwear, it sprang upright, the head already glistening and shiny with precum. It had looked huge before but at the angle Nico was at now, with it waving directly in his face, it was enormous. Andy pulled his underwear further down his thighs so his large balls also came free, they swung heavily as they were released,

"Just give him a little kiss then, just to say hello."

Andy shuffled across so that his cock was now centimetres away from Nico's lips, he grasped the shaft; Nico marvelled at how far Andy's hand had to stretch to reach around it, Andy then waved it up and down and pulled Nico's head to meet it. Nico's mouth was firmly closed but Andy guided the head of his cock meticulously around his lips, smearing them with precum. It was deliberate, it was as if he were applying a lipstick of clear precum to every part of Nico's mouth.

Completely involuntarily, Nico's tongue swept across his lips, his eyes widened as he tasted the sweet/salty precum,

"Oh, you like that, don't you boy?"

Nico's lips remained parted and his eyes wide, looking up at Andy he gave the very smallest of nods. Andy pushed his cock against Nico's open lips and waited. Slowly Nico allowed his mouth to open wider around the thick head of Andy's hard-on, gradually forming an O around the shiny helmet. He gently held his lips around the head, then felt the smallest of pressures as Andy began to push the cock further into Nico's mouth.

Nico had watched enough porn - gay and straight - to know what happened next; he widened his mouth to try to accommodate the massive piece of meat that Andy was pushing in. He instinctively kept his teeth away from the shaft but then was basically just sliding his lips up and down it,

"Take your time, get it nice and wet," Andy instructed him. The huge cock hit the back of Nick's throat and he gagged, pulling back as he thought he would throw up,

"Just lick it up and down, get it wet like you're licking on a lolly, breathe through your nose, ease it in...that's it, taste all around it..."

Nick's eyes were streaming but he was now grasping Andy's weapon by the end of the shaft, this gave him more control and he was soon able to prevent gagging as he adjusted his breathing. He discovered from the reactions that Andy was giving that paying particular attention to the head was effective, he swirled his tongue around, tasting the saltiness and musk around his cock and crotch. At one point, to give himself a break from the massive cock, he broke away and started to suck on Andy's balls,

"Fuck yeah, get in there, suck on my fat balls, fuck that feels good!"

Nico took the balls in his mouth, the sensation of the hairy sack and the large egg shapes in his mouth was really strange but he was clearly doing something right as Andy let out gasps of pleasure.

He returned to the shaft and now he was over the initial shock and fear of it, he began to develop a steady rhythm up and down, he tested himself on how far he could take it into his mouth and realised that getting it wet as Andy suggested eased this. Rather than just mechanically bobbing his lips up and down the shaft, he discovered that using his lips, tongue and hand meant that he could vary the sensations produced. After around ten minutes, Andy pulled his cock from Nico's mouth, it was dripping with long strands of thick drool,

"Lick my balls again, mate, I'm close..." Andy said with a growl.

Looking up as he nuzzled his mouth around Andy's sweaty balls, tonguing and sucking them in, he watched as Andy started to pump his massive tool, his head thrown back as he arched his back,

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum...fuuuuuuuuucccckkk!"

With a roar, he began to spurt massive streams of cum, it splattered across Nico's face and chest, globs of it in his eyes and across his lips. Nico stayed frozen to his spot as Andy shook the last thick splats from the head.

He looked down with a leer, a horny grin spread across his face,

"Fuckin' hell boy, you look like a plasterer's radio!"

Andy's face was flushed, his cock was just beginning to soften but it still looked intimidatingly large. Nico felt the cum dripping down his face, he glanced down and saw the streaks across his hairy chest. Andy bent down, his cock swinging between his legs, he reached his hands under Nico's armpits and pulled him to his feet,

"Nice job for a novice, mate. I'm guessing that was your first?"

Nico nodded silently but a smile played at the corner of his mouth,

"Nothing like a small one to start with!" He said quietly.

Andy laughed,

"Yeah, sorry about that but hey, you start big and you can handle anything else that comes along!"

"I don't intend to be making a habit of this, you know!"

"Oh don't give me that, I saw your face at the end, you were being a proper little cock fiend! Now let's get you cleaned up, you're covered in my DNA there!"

Andy reached for a towel, and after running it under the tap, he tenderly started to dab away the spunk from Nico's face and chest. He then used another towel to dry him off, rubbing it gently across his furry chest, the hairs ruffling up,

"There. Good as new!"

Andy gave Nico's nipple a playful tweak and then told him to go and get a couple more beers whilst Andy cleaned himself up.

Nico cracked his beer open in the kitchen and caught a reflection of himself in the window. He sighed as he took a large swig of beer, feeling it wash around his mouth, taking the taste of Andy's cock and sweat and musk away. He moved his jaw around feeling an ache that was unfamiliar, he'd really never put anything in his mouth that big for that long. Another first.

By the time he returned to the bathroom, Andy was cleaned up, the only sign of anything the two towels bundled in the corner. Nico returned to the tiling, and they continued in good natured silence as if the cock-sucking interlude was totally normal.

After about an hour, they packed up and Andy drove to a builder's merchants where they loaded the van up with long lengths of timber ready for the carpentry jobs the next day. They returned to the hotel where Andy suggested, after showering and some food, that they go to the cinema to see a film that evening. Nico was struck again by what easy company Andy was, putting the sexual stuff to one side, he just enjoyed spending time with him. Andy remained tactile, a hand resting on Nico's shoulder as they walked into the cinema, a casual squeeze on his leg whilst they were chatting, the arm stretched out across Nico's shoulder as they settled in to watch the film - a 'leave your brain' at the door blockbuster.

After the film, they returned to the hotel and managed to get one last beer before the bar closed then returned to the room to settle for the night. Just being back in the room, getting undressed and ready for bed began to create an energy and charged atmosphere again. Andy was stripped and in bed by the time Nico had taken a shower and cleaned his teeth. Nico hadn't bothered putting underwear back on, thinking if Andy slept naked then he could too.

He climbed into his side of the bed and took up his usual position, within moments Andy reached over with his large arm and pulled Nico back into him, wrapping him in a tender bear hug again. Nico loved the feel of Andy's masculine frame wrapped around him; no other movements or overtures were made, and they snuggled comfortably into one another as they drifted off to sleep.