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In spite of his size, little Damien enjoys sports, especially soccer. He’s too small to play with the guys his own age but he’s able to join in a game with some high school boys at the local park. With his good-natured enthusiasm and infectious smile, they don’t care that he’s a few years older. Actually, most of them don’t even know. Occasionally, he gets roughed up. Last Saturday, Damien took a hard fall. By the end of the afternoon, he realized that he had seriously pulled a muscle in his groin.
Dr. Wolf determined that Damien has pulled a muscle in his groin and that a deep tissue massage is in order. Of course, it’s not long before massaging Damien’s thighs turns into an entirely different kind of massage.
The tiny patient can’t keep his hands off the bulge in Dr. Wolf’s pants and Dr. Wolf can’t keep his fingers out of the hot boy’s tight hole. Purely in the interest of getting his little patient relaxed, Dr. Wolf works his extra-large doctor dick into Damien’s chute and fucks the boy long and hard. By the time the doctor blasts a therapeutic load of cum deep into Damien’s guts, the boy is limp as a wet rag and his injury is long forgotten…
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“You can stay… if you want,” the young man said as he slunk onto the bed.
No one tells you that, when you become a plumber, just how thankful your clients are for your work. Some of them, at least, are willing to do anything to show you their appreciation.
Mr. Marko was particularly good at his job. He knew what was wrong or right within a building. If there were leaks, he could find them. He could tell where water pipes ran through walls. If there was no hot water, he had a working list of exact reasons that could cause it, and how to fix each symptom.
This young man, though… Damien. Damien’s plumbing needed particular care. Not the plumbing in the walls, either, but his body. Damien made as much clear with the tilt of his head, and the wry smile on his face as he eyed Mr. Marko’s huge body up and down.
This huge bear of a man knew when someone was undressing him with their eyes. The utility coveralls of the plumbing profession were not the most glamorous or exciting, so if this young man—barely a man, judging by his boyish frame—was glazing his eyes over his daddy build like this, Marko knew that Damien was already excited by what was underneath.
“Yeah?” Cain approached the bed. When Damien rose to meet him, his small body pressing into Cain’s thick stomach, they both knew—there was no more ambiguity to conquer.
Cain ripped himself out of his coveralls, revealing his furry, stocky body. Damien, likewise, slid out of his shorts to reveal tighty-whities and a half-hard bulge, one grown just from the sight of Cain at work. The young man, with practiced hunger, slid his body stomach-first onto the bed and seized Mr. Marko’s manhood.
The size difference between Marko’s member, thick like a soda can, and Damien’s small mouth was astounding. Cain wasn’t even sure Damien’s jaw could open wide enough to take it all in, but Damien, with wide, happy eyes, slurped it right up and proved that, when you’re determined and horny enough, anything’s possible.
And if I taste that good in Damien’s mouth, how good does he taste in mine? That was what the plumber thought as he repositioned the boy’s hips. Cain brought his face, beard and all, between Damien’s cheeks. The bear consumed the boy’s hole, lapping hungrily at this entrance. Damien moaned, arched his back, and felt his knees spread, opening himself wider for Cain’s tongue. When Cain pulled away, in a trance from the boy’s scent, he saw that Damien’s little pink hole was still waiting for him, puckered up and ready for any attention Cain was willing to give it.
Cain gripped the boy’s shoulders and held him steady as he positioned himself. He eased his girthy dick slowly inside, until he felt his hilt hit against Damien’s ass. Then he stopped, just for a second, to savor the sensation of being completely buried in this adorable, tiny gay bottom. Just a moment later, though, he was moving again, fucking the boy’s tight hole with slow, measured thrusts of his big cock.
Damien gasped and rocked in rhythm with the bear, his voice cracking with pleasure.
Mr. Marko knew plumbing, and he knew how much attention pipes need. He fucked Damien in every position their twisting bodies naturally felt into; the boy fitting around his daddy cock like a sleeve. Damien’s trembling hands clutched the sheets beneath him. Marko folded him up effortlessly and pounded the boy till his breath ran ragged. When Cain finally shot, his customer’s ass squeezed the shaft, milking him dry.
They collapsed on the sheets, trading a flurry of kisses. Cain’s bearded stubble ground into Damien’s smooth, smiling lips. At some point, between an undetermined amount of time and tongue twirling, Damien mentioned that there was a leak in the basement that needed looking at. Mr. Marko wasn’t totally certain if that was accurate, but for Damien, he’d investigate anything, for any amount of time…
“You can stay… if you want,” the young man said as he slunk onto the bed.
No one tells you that, when you become a plumber, just how thankful your clients are for your work. Some of them, at least, are willing to do anything to show you their appreciation.
Mr. Marko was particularly good at his job. He knew what was wrong or right within a building. If there were leaks, he could find them. He could tell where water pipes ran through walls. If there was no hot water, he had a working list of exact reasons that could cause it, and how to fix each symptom.
This young man, though… Damien. Damien’s plumbing needed particular care. Not the plumbing in the walls, either, but his body. Damien made as much clear with the tilt of his head, and the wry smile on his face as he eyed Mr. Marko’s huge body up and down.
This huge bear of a man knew when someone was undressing him with their eyes. The utility coveralls of the plumbing profession were not the most glamorous or exciting, so if this young man—barely a man, judging by his boyish frame—was glazing his eyes over his daddy build like this, Marko knew that Damien was already excited by what was underneath.
“Yeah?” Cain approached the bed. When Damien rose to meet him, his small body pressing into Cain’s thick stomach, they both knew—there was no more ambiguity to conquer.
Cain ripped himself out of his coveralls, revealing his furry, stocky body. Damien, likewise, slid out of his shorts to reveal tighty-whities and a half-hard bulge, one grown just from the sight of Cain at work. The young man, with practiced hunger, slid his body stomach-first onto the bed and seized Mr. Marko’s manhood.
The size difference between Marko’s member, thick like a soda can, and Damien’s small mouth was astounding. Cain wasn’t even sure Damien’s jaw could open wide enough to take it all in, but Damien, with wide, happy eyes, slurped it right up and proved that, when you’re determined and horny enough, anything’s possible.
And if I taste that good in Damien’s mouth, how good does he taste in mine? That was what the plumber thought as he repositioned the boy’s hips. Cain brought his face, beard and all, between Damien’s cheeks. The bear consumed the boy’s hole, lapping hungrily at this entrance. Damien moaned, arched his back, and felt his knees spread, opening himself wider for Cain’s tongue. When Cain pulled away, in a trance from the boy’s scent, he saw that Damien’s little pink hole was still waiting for him, puckered up and ready for any attention Cain was willing to give it.
Cain gripped the boy’s shoulders and held him steady as he positioned himself. He eased his girthy dick slowly inside, until he felt his hilt hit against Damien’s ass. Then he stopped, just for a second, to savor the sensation of being completely buried in this adorable, tiny gay bottom. Just a moment later, though, he was moving again, fucking the boy’s tight hole with slow, measured thrusts of his big cock.
Damien gasped and rocked in rhythm with the bear, his voice cracking with pleasure.
Mr. Marko knew plumbing, and he knew how much attention pipes need. He fucked Damien in every position their twisting bodies naturally felt into; the boy fitting around his daddy cock like a sleeve. Damien’s trembling hands clutched the sheets beneath him. Marko folded him up effortlessly and pounded the boy till his breath ran ragged. When Cain finally shot, his customer’s ass squeezed the shaft, milking him dry.
They collapsed on the sheets, trading a flurry of kisses. Cain’s bearded stubble ground into Damien’s smooth, smiling lips. At some point, between an undetermined amount of time and tongue twirling, Damien mentioned that there was a leak in the basement that needed looking at. Mr. Marko wasn’t totally certain if that was accurate, but for Damien, he’d investigate anything, for any amount of time…
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As Mr. Marko checked his new client/fuckbuddy Damien’s basement for an apparent “leak”, he fantasized about the hot twink’s tight little body and ass. The pocket-sized latin beauty was clearly into bigger dudes because the moment he walked through the door into his client’s house, he was flirting with Mr. Marko.
It wasn’t much longer after that, they found themselves forgetting about the plumbing issue and instead, sucking and fucking each other’s brains out!
Mr. Marko almost couldn’t believe how quickly he had recovered from their last encounter less than two hours ago. Ever since they fucked in the boy’s room, Mr. Marko’s mind was clouded by lust with Damien’s perfect bubble-butt. He wanted nothing more than to massage that ass with his huge hands and bury his tongue as far into the smooth, tight fuck-tunnel as it would go.
Damien’s long slender fingers nimbly unbuttoned Mr. Marko’s coveralls and his hands roamed freely all over the giant handyman’s furry, barn-sized chest. This caress instantly caused Mr. Marko’s cock to ache with familiar lust. Damien sensed this; he dropped to his knees and kissed the precum-soaked underwear.
For his part, Damien could not get enough of Mr. Marko’s mountainous body. The way that the beefy plumber towered over him riled the twink’s excitement. Damien’s cock stiffened immediately when Mr. Marko gave his ass a squeeze with those giant hands. Within seconds, their underwear were thrown off to the side…
As Mr. Marko checked his new client/fuckbuddy Damien’s basement for an apparent “leak”, he fantasized about the hot twink’s tight little body and ass. The pocket-sized latin beauty was clearly into bigger dudes because the moment he walked through the door into his client’s house, he was flirting with Mr. Marko.
It wasn’t much longer after that, they found themselves forgetting about the plumbing issue and instead, sucking and fucking each other’s brains out!
Mr. Marko almost couldn’t believe how quickly he had recovered from their last encounter less than two hours ago. Ever since they fucked in the boy’s room, Mr. Marko’s mind was clouded by lust with Damien’s perfect bubble-butt. He wanted nothing more than to massage that ass with his huge hands and bury his tongue as far into the smooth, tight fuck-tunnel as it would go.
Damien’s long slender fingers nimbly unbuttoned Mr. Marko’s coveralls and his hands roamed freely all over the giant handyman’s furry, barn-sized chest. This caress instantly caused Mr. Marko’s cock to ache with familiar lust. Damien sensed this; he dropped to his knees and kissed the precum-soaked underwear.
For his part, Damien could not get enough of Mr. Marko’s mountainous body. The way that the beefy plumber towered over him riled the twink’s excitement. Damien’s cock stiffened immediately when Mr. Marko gave his ass a squeeze with those giant hands. Within seconds, their underwear were thrown off to the side…