Tony would leave his meaty dick swinging out from his boxers as he pretended to do his homework, all the while listening to music on headphones, the TV shuttering images without sound in his room.
That was the way Kevin first found him that late afternoon, arriving for their initial Summer tutoring session before Corpus Christi College began classes, laying flat on his bed with headphones, his hand whipping up and down that thick uncut shaft.
Kevin was going to be coming weekly as his new math tutor but from that first hungry look Tony knew who would be giving those lessons.
He had seen it in Kevin's eyes that afternoon, that lingering gaze on his dick, the involuntary reach for his own crotch, that blush coloring his cheeks, now so very flushed as his eyes traveled up across his chiseled abs and chest, locking onto Tony's steady gaze.
Tony made him swear to secrecy, reeling him in, giving Kevin the chance to take part in his private desires and making him a co-conspirator, knowing he was just recruiting and would soon be training his very own sex slave.
Those first few times together no homework was done, at least not by Tony, but Kevin was glad to do whatever might be needed and by that second visit had arrived with all the answers to that take home quiz, had written out that english paper and so there was more time for that sex play, framed as just boyhood curiosity, that compare and contrast of Kevin's pale Irish translucence to Tony's dark, swarthy complexion.
Soon enough Kevin was his play-toy for whatever he wanted, whenever he needed and wherever he liked.
Of course, Tony didn't have as much imagination so their initial sexplay stayed pretty "vanilla", a term Kevin had heard somewhere as an insult and so he had began to sample all of the ice cream flavors in the freezer section at Bill's Goods and Produce, that tiny but well stocked grocery on Main Street run by his wife Betty and their son Bo.
The only reason there was not just those three mainstay flavors of ice cream was the weekly Saturday Shopping Sweeps by those boys from Corpus Christi College. The symbiotic relationship between that school and Town had settled into a comfortable groove, the give and take only occasionally resented by those Townies, but more often any needs by that teaching staff and Student Body could be accommodated, and Bo had been the focus, even occasional recipient, of many a repressed desire from that senior Administration.
Tonight was a night like any night that August, exploring their curiosity about sex through those questions and ultimatums Tony would pepper at Kevin, a slowly developing Show and Tell, taking his time till he knew Kevin was just as excited, just as willing and now more than able.
Tony never had to force him to do anything that he might demand. As one of his only "friends" in this Town he had just moved to Kevin needed Tony, both knowing this on a subliminal level that was never discussed or would ever be admitted, just as long as Kevin did just as he was told.
So tonight Kevin was on his knees between his legs, licking Tony's tight ballsack and had begun nibbling just below his balls. Tony had rolled back and now lifted his legs wider, suddenly feeling that slippery tongue sweeping along the crack between his ass cheeks. It was so fucking sweet, that wet toying tongue swabbing along the thick spongy root of his dick.
Tony moaned and grabbed his curly hair, forcing him deeper between his muscled ass cheeks till Kevin's mouth was plastered against his tight wrinkled asshole. With each sweep of that tongue it clenched, pinching at the tip of Kevin's tongue trying to burrow deeper into that wrinkled knot.
Tony rolled back further onto the bed, now just a compressed ball as Kevin held his legs high, hands wrapped around each calf, kneading them as Tony's tiny toes wriggled in delight at this teasing torture.
