"Put yur back into it Pete, I want to see you sweating so bad your eyeliner runs!"


Bob barked though the megaphone at one of his hardest workers. Actually they were all hard workers and Bob was proud of them for coming so far. Kick Ass Konstruction started out as three friends who did construction off campus for the college. Many of the house mothers didn't like the older men around their boarder’s because of their age. Not that they were all lecherous, but the few gave the whole group a bad name. Being the same age as well as gay made it much easier...not that being gay had anything to do with it either. Their reputation grew and soon they were getting bigger and bigger jobs. At first it was just Bob and the Way brothers, Gerard and Mikey. Over the last four years they had others come and go, but then they got Pete and Ryan and the circle seemed complete. Two years later the five of them were still going strong. The best part was that Bob's quiet crush on the older Way brother turned into something more and now they were celebrating their four year anniversary. Mikey and Pete had a small fling that didn't amount to anything, but they had a strong friendship. It took Ryan a bit longer to become part of the gang, but once he was, there was no separating them. Bob couldn't have asked for a better crew or a better boyfriend who was now walking toward him with an Iced Latte from the Starbucks across from the construction lot. Gerard grinned as he reached Bob, handing him his drink before taking a sip of his own.

"Please tell me we're ahead of schedule Bobby."

"Of course we are. After seeing the forecast for Wednesday and knowing how hot it's gonna be, I don't want you guy up there fainting on me. That reminds me, did you find that invoice you were looking for."

Bob took a sip of his drink and sighed. It was his one weakness...well that and his boyfriend. He leaned in and kissed Gerard, tasting the stronger coffee flavor from the younger man's drink. Gerard grinned.

"Yeah, I found it. That idiot that covered for Mikey the other day put it in the wrong file...along with four others. I'm telling you Bobby, that kid couldn't find his dick with both hands, how did you think he'd ever be able to cover for Mikes?"

"Hey, I get that the kid has a second job. I swear he is the only one that doesn't suffer in the winter like we do. I mean I am not as bad as you guys, but I feel for ya, you know?"

Gerard nodded, taking another sip.

"I know, I was actually thinking about looking round for something, like some bar work or something maybe...what do you think?"

"That might work except you know you're not supposed to drink anymore. The doc said it was bad for your borderline diabetes. At least I know you don't sugar up your coffee. That shit taste nasty."

"Bobby, I'm not intending to drink, just make a little money serving it."

"Yes, but the temptation my love and..."

"Mikey, so help me if you do that shit again..."

Gerard looked over to where his brother saluted to Bob before returning to work. He sighed, turning back to his boyfriend.

"Ok then, well if not a bar...maybe a coffee shop?...I could do that, right?

"That could work. We can discuss it when we finish...are you spending the night?"

"If you want me to..."

Gerard added a wink before finishing his coffee.

"Well, I best get back to work...I hear the boss is a real ball breaker..."

He smirked as he chucked his empty cup into one of the rubble skips then turned to head back onto the site.

"Catch you later...boss."

Bob shook his head, how was this his...

"Way! Knock off that shit with Wentz!"

...life.

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"Who's turn is it?"

"Well Gerard cheated last turn so it's Pete's turn to cheat."

Mikey sipped his beer, counting his Monopoly money.

"I did not cheat!..."

Gerard sniffed indignantly.

"I merely ignored the rules."

Bob scoffed and Mikey rolled his eyes. He handed Pete the dice.

"I'm glad you don't try to deny it."

Gerard huffed, sipping his Diet Coke. Pete held the dice up to his lips and blew on them.

"Come on...give me anything except a 3 or an 8..."

He rolled the dice. One landed on a 5, the other on a 3.

"Goddamn it!...I hate this game..."

He grumbled as he moved his piece, the iron, the 8 spaces to the "Go to Jail" square, then straight over to join Mikey in jail.

"Hiya roomie."

He smirked to the younger man. Mikey rolled his eyes, but a small smirk showed on his face too.

"Hey hey you two, no fraternising with the other inmate, I'll put you in solitary."

Ryan laughed.

"Those two wouldn't last two seconds in jail."

"I'll have you know that I'd do very well in jail..."

Pete leered.

"I'd be really popular."

"Yeah, Pete, that's not a good thing."

Gerard leaned back against the sofa.

"Nah, he'd be my bitch."

Mikey deadpanned and then got up.

"Grabbing a beer, who wants."

"I'll take one."

"Make that two."

Both Bob and Ryan finished off their current one.

"Make that three...Master."

Gerard made a gagging noise.

"Ew dude, that's my brother...I don't want to know about your kinky selves..."

He shuddered.

"Could you grab me another Diet Coke and an aspirin please Mikes?"

"Got a headache Gee?"

"Nope he's got bills piling up."

"Michael!"

"What Bob? He's been stressed out and eating comfort foods and freaking out and switching to bland shit like chicken and steamed veggies, which are gross."

"Gee...why didn't you tell me?"

"Cause there's nothing to tell, I'm fine..."

Gerard turned to Mikey.

"You're no longer my brother, you snitch."

He stuck his tongue out at him for good measure. Mikey shrugged and headed into the kitchen.

"I may have a solution Gee."

Ryan pulled out his phone.

"I have a friend from my club days...don't judge me Pete, that is a part time model. He says they look for everyday faces all the time cause they are into realism. Maybe you could try that Gee."

Gerard raised an eyebrow.

"Everyday faces...you saying I'm ugly Ryan?"

"Oh stop Gee, you know it isn't true."

Mikey returned with the beers. Gerard rolled his eyes and held his hands out for his drink and pills.

"Yeah, I know I'm not ugly, I was just checking if Ryan thinks I am...Ryan?"

"Come on Gee, I think you're the cutest twink in construction."

Bob frowned.

"Don’t call him that."

Gerard put his hand on Bob's arm.

"I don't mind it Bobby, it's just how I'm seen."

"I mind."

Mikey frowned. It was the one thing he didn't like about Bob. He was always trying to get Gerard to bulk up by carrying the 2 by 4's even though he was a welder. Gerard sighed, they'd had this discussion before, and he really didn't want a repeat, not tonight anyway.

"Hey, who's go is it next?"

He tried to change the subject.

"My turn."

Ryan grabbed the dice.

"Come on 12!"

He rolled.

"Yes!"

He hopped to Boardwalk with his shoe.

"Fuck, now he has both!"

"I quit!"

Bob got up and stormed off. Gerard sighed and pushed himself up onto his feet.

"I'll be back..."

He got up following after his boyfriend. He found him in his bedroom.

"Bobby?...you ok?"

He asked softly as he entered the room and closed the door behind himself, before walking over to sit next to Bob on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah...I'm just...why didn't you tell me you were in that much trouble Gee? You know I would take care of you. That’s what a boyfriend is for."

"And that's exactly why I didn't tell you. Bobby, I love that you care so much, but I can take care of myself...Mikey and I have both been doing it for years you know."

"I just don't want you to think that you can't depend on me. I know...we talked about making this...permanent one day..."

Gerard nodded.

"We did, and I'm still on board with that one day in the future...but that doesn't mean that I want to give up my independence completely."

Bob sighed.

"Alright Gee. Hey, I'm gonna lay down for a bit. Can you see everyone out when the game is over?"

"Sure Bobby..."

Gerard sounded a little despondent.

"Do you still want me to stay?"

"I would like it, but only if you want to."

"Of course I want to Bobby..."

Gerard leaned over and lightly pressed his lips to Bob's.

"Why don't I just throw them out now, then come back and suck you off...how's that sound?"

"As much as I would love that, you're brother won't go that easily."

Bob chuckled and pulled Gerard in for a real kiss.

"I can wait...you are worth waiting for."

Gerard giggled.

"Say the word and I'll throw his ass out on the street right now."

Bob squeezed Gerard's ass and then swatted it lightly.

"Go be a good host."

Gerard rolled his eyes, but smiled fondly.

"Ok, ok...I'll try to keep them quiet, and I'll be back as soon as I can get rid of them."

He kissed Bob's lips again then got up off the bed and left the room with a wink before quietly closing the door and returning to the group.

"Ok guys...what did I miss?"

"We were taking bets whether you would show up again."

"Oh ha ha Mikey...like I would leave you with access to Bob's fridge, and his beers."

Ryan looked at Pete.

"Pay up."

Pete huffed as he pulled a ten from his wallet and handed it over.

"Hey, wait, what?..."

Gerard was stunned.

"You were actually taking bets?!"

"We said we were. Pete bet that you would not return at all and that we would start hearing sex noises. Mikey said it would be a few hours, but you would return after like a make out session. I said you were too much of a host and couldn't leave us all sitting here...or you would kick us out."

Ryan was smug as he took money from Mikey too.

"Well just for that..."

Gerard crossed his arms with a huff.

"I’m really gonna kick you all out.”

"Awww don't be like that Gee."

"I still get to keep the money."

"Get out!..."

Gerard snapped, then sighed.

"I'll see you all tomorrow."

The three guys grumbled and got up heading for the door. Gerard watched them leave and locked the door, leaning his forehead against the wood...he'd have to apologise to them tomorrow, probably with coffee and donuts. He sighed and then headed to Bob's bedroom, turning out the living room light on the way. Opening the bedroom door quietly, he slipped inside the darkened room and closed the door. He stripped off his jeans and shirt then slipped under the covers next to his boyfriend without a sound, curling up on his side.

Bob pulled Gerard in and kissed the top of his head.

"Night Gee."

He yawned and snuggled, in falling fast asleep.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks, how's you?

So we're starting another one, and I think this is going to be fun.

The original idea for this came from my wonderful co, momiji, watching a porn that was set on a construction site...we decided that we needed it to be more, so we came up with this.
Hope you enjoy the ride as much as we're enjoying writing it.

btw, I've put up all the characters on the summery page already, because my iPad is a bitch and keeps deleting photos that I try to save together ready to use here.

Anyway, until next time...PLEASE COMMENT, and peace out babies!
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