Heavy Hitter

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Greg convinced me that the parties needed a new venue, at least for one party. He felt like they were beginning to feel routine, even with the frequent change of centers. I had to agree with him. We'd been holding the parties at my place for many months. Not only was it taking a small toll on my wallet for clean up, but it had become almost mundane. By that I don't mean the actions themselves, but the locale. The same walls week after week. The same carpets, the same view out the window. Yeah, Greg was right, we needed a little variety. I certainly didn't want to bore anyone, bukkake is supposed to be exciting on many levels.

I started looking around as the ideas of places shifted through my head. I couldn't really pinpoint a great place and the next party that needed planning was rapidly approaching. I had all but given up when I passed the construction site for the new condos going up on the west side of town and the light went on. We could have it there! I flipped around the car and headed into the site. I knew a lot of the big guys in contract work and was hoping against all hope that the company that was running that project was friendly.

I hopped out of my car with a renewed spring in my step. Ahh this was going to be great, all I had to do was convince them. I headed straight into the little trailer housing the 'heads' of the project. And there he was. Jim Striehand. I hadn't see or talked to him in years, but we used to be close. I'd hit the jackpot. He knew way back then about my fascination with bukkake. Jim was alone in the musty, 70's reject trailer.”Hey there stranger!” he stood up immediately and shook my hand. “Where the hell have you been hiding out?”

“Ahh you know, same shit just different day man. Great to see you!”“So, what brings you into my world, Mark?”“Well, I'll try to keep this as simple as possible, Jim. You remember my bukkake fetish I would talk about way back when?” He simply nodded. “Well, I'm a regular host for them. We have weekly parties and a loyal following.” I could tell by the look in his face that he was wondering where the hell I was taking this. I took a deep breath and continued on. “Jim, I was wondering if I could use the site as a venue for the next party.”He laughed and smiled at me.

“As long as it doesn't happen in my chair, Mark, I'm sure I don't mind. And of course, the obvious… no law suits if someone gets hurt and y'all need to wait for the days work to be done.”Success!

“Sure no problem Jim. I'll even have them sign affidavits if need be.” “Nah that won't be needed man. I trust you. Uhhh consequently, some of my guys might want to be there. And myself if that's alright.”“Jim, the more the merrier!”

And I was off. I called Greg on the way back to my place. We had enough time to get the invitations out in the mail if I got them all out today. As soon as I got home I had Christie start immediately with the invitations and I made some phone calls. I was so stoked about this! I had high hopes for the party. I could already envision Mina and Christie as the centers. Both wearing some sort of barely there construction themed out fits. And with a larger than normal party crowd, it would last a bit longer. I'd want the girls to REALLY lay the brick, so to speak!

Mina and Christie were excellent about teasing us as they pleased each other. All of us wouldn't have another thought in our minds as we watched them. Well, ok a single though… To shoot our cum and cover their bodies. And they in turn loved the reception of it just as much, if not more than we did.

Jim called me later on that night and told me about fifteen of his crew wanted to attend. That meant that the party, assuming the normal group would be there, would be about sixty-five to seventy men. I made a mental note about seating and covering for the bare cement foundation. I also made a mental note to call that photographer. The site would make for an excellent photo shoot.

Invitations were sent. All the phone calls were made. The party was set to go. I couldn't wait for Saturday.


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