Chapter 5: Lens Dusty Dick

‘He put a pair of boots and a pair of socks on the bench. ‘That’s your locker,’ he said pointing to the other one. ‘Strip everything off and put all your things in there. Because with what we’re doing here, there’s a lot of dust, so you don’t want to be taking it home with you.’

‘He started stripping off, so I did the same. When I got down to my underpants I reached for the overalls. ‘Everything has to come off,’ he said, ‘Those too.’ I had my back to him and turned to face him intending to query it.’

‘He was standing there naked about to put his overalls on. His cock was at least twice the size of mine, I couldn’t help myself but look at it. I tore my gaze away. ‘Surely I can leave my underpants on?’ I asked.’

‘No, everything must come off or you can’t work.’ he said. ‘So, I turned my back on him and took them off. I put the overalls on then sat on the bench to put the socks and boots on.’

‘When we were ready, he gave me a flimsy mask to put over my nose and mouth and a visor for my eyes. He had the same. We went up to the bedroom that had part of the ceiling. He handed me a pole with a spike on and a hook out of the side. It looked like something I’d seen soldiers using in ancient films.’

‘He had one too. He demonstrated how to use it and told me to get on with it. He moved away and got some empty builder’s bags and a hand shovel. Every so often he told me to take a break, then he shovelled all the rubble up into the bags.’

‘Whilst he was doing it, I went over to the other side of the room. I lifted my visor and took my face mask off. But even over there the room was dusty.’

‘Each time I resumed attacking the ceiling, he carried some bags downstairs. He had an old estate car and we always left with a back full.

We just kept going in that order. It was dusty and even with the mask I coughed a lot. But with the breaks it wasn’t too hard.’

‘Also, filling the skips had started to make me stronger. It didn’t seem long before Butler called out, ‘Ok, pack up now.’ He handed me his shovel and told me to fill the bags with the last of the rubble.’

‘He held the bags open for me. Then whilst he took bags down to the car, I brushed the floor up. When he had finished moving the bags down, he held another bag whilst I shovelled in all the dust I’d brushed up. That made me cough a lot too.’

‘We took that down and there was just enough room to get it into the car. Then he led the way back to the bathroom. ‘Ok put your boots in the bottom of your locker he instructed as he did the same.’

‘Now come under the shower with me. We went and stood side by side under the single shower head. Butler turned the water on, and it washed all the dust out of our hair and also off our overalls and socks.’

‘We stood under it for several minutes, it was nice to be free of the dust.

‘Ok, take your overalls and socks off,’ he instructed as he started taking his overalls off. I felt a bit embarrassed, but then I’d occasionally had a shower at school with some of the others, and as he was stripping off too, I did as well.’

‘Copy me.’ he said. ‘He bundled up his overalls with his socks in the middle and threw them over onto the floor near the lockers. I did the same and then we were both standing naked under the shower.’

‘The dust can sometimes irritate your skin,’ he said, ‘So we need to wash each other with a special soap.’ He turned the water off and said, ‘I’ll do you first.’ He picked up a spray and told me to close my eyes.’

‘He sprayed my head and my face. As he used the spray with one hand, he rubbed it in with the other, he was quite gentle. ‘Keep your eyes tight shut,’ he said as he did my shoulders, then my back and my chest.’

‘Then he turned the shower back on, waited a few minutes and turned it off again. He pressed a flannel into my hand and said, ‘Wipe your face, then you can open your eyes.’

‘I did, and he said, ‘Doesn’t that feel better?’ I agreed, it did. He handed me the spray and told me to do the same to him. Then he closed his eyes and stood waiting. I couldn’t resist a peep at his big cock before I started.’

‘I felt quite jealous. I tore my eyes away and sprayed his head and his face, then rubbed it in all over taking great care around his eyes like he had done with mine. I’d been quite surprised how gentle he had been.’

‘As I sprayed and rubbed his shoulders, back and chest, it felt quite nice rubbing his wet body. He had a lot more hair on his chest than I did so that felt different but quite nice.’

‘Ok,’ I said as I finished. He turned the shower back on. There didn’t seem to be any other flannel, so I held it away from the water and wrung it out. When he turned it off, I put it in his hand, and he wiped his eyes. ‘Ah, that’s better.’ he said.’

‘Ok, me again now.’ He took the spray and instructed, ‘Hold on to the rail.’ There was a horizontal handrail on the back wall just above waist height. I turned to face it and took hold. Then he told me to move my feet back and further apart.’

‘I did, and he sprayed my cheeks and the backs of my legs, rubbing the stuff in as he did. I felt embarrassed as he rubbed all over my bum, but it felt quite nice. Then he said, ‘Swop over now.’ He held the rail, and I did his back too. Then he put the shower on again.’

‘It wasn’t until he turned it off again that it hit me what might happen next. ‘Stand up,’ he said, ‘And put your feet apart.’ ‘I can do that bit myself.’ I told him. ‘It doesn’t work like that,’ he told me, ‘You do it the way it’s supposed to be done or you can’t be here at all. If you can’t fill in here when you’re slack, you don’t have a job.’

‘So, I stood as he said. He sprayed my feet and worked his way up each leg to my knees, then he did the outside of each leg from my knee up over my hip to my waist.’

‘Then he did the front and inside of each thigh. He did from my knee to my waist up the front of each leg, then he did the insides one after the other from my knee up until his hand touched my balls. He didn’t bang into my balls he was very careful.’

‘I thought he had finished then, but suddenly he was spraying my abdomen, then my hairs and finally my cock and over my balls. But he was rubbing it in as well. Again, he was being very careful and gentle. As his hand moved down through my hairs I panicked. I felt my cock starting to grow.’

‘I had struggled to continue, not wanting to lose the job, but that was too much. But before I could speak, Butler said, ‘You’re getting a hard on, that’s good, It’ll be so much easier to wash.’ That threw me because he didn’t seem to be bothered.’

‘By then he was rubbing the spray into it, and I was fully hard. I was feeling very embarrassed, but I couldn’t stop enjoying the feeling. He seemed to take quite a while to do all of my cock and my balls, then he handed me the spray.’

‘Do me now,’ he said. ‘Make sure you don’t miss anywhere.’

‘He stood with his feet wide apart. I sprayed his feet and worked my way up each leg as he had done. Then I did the front and inside of each thigh. I did the front of each leg, then did the insides until my hand touched his balls. I was terrified I might hurt him.’

‘Touching his balls made my own still hard cock throb. Then as I did his abdomen, I saw his cock starting to grow too. I did his hairs and just as I was about to stop, he said, ‘Make sure you finish it off properly, or I’ll be very annoyed.’

‘That was too much. But before I could speak, Butler said, ‘You’re making me hard, you wouldn’t want me telling everyone you have been playing with my cock, would you?’ Make sure you get all the dust off my cock and my balls.’