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Lucky for him, Alessandra wanted to believe his pathetic lies. It only took a few days and she was ready to take him back. Sunday night he was fucking her again, going at it with all the brass of a smutty sex addict.
He was just too beautiful. He always got what he wanted. Stefano was the kind of beauty that Kings lost their empires over. And the Kings were ready on all sides to go to war for his ass.
In the heat of his quarrel with Alessandra, Stefano almost forgot that Dan wouldn't be at work Monday. He searched the warehouse for his lover, but found no trace. At last Gary was there with a shining smile,
"We're on the same run today."
Stefano could barely contain his excitement. Three days alone with the Jordie. Of course he was going to try it on.
It was another bright summer's day, and he put a naughty playlist on his Spotify.
"What is this crap you kids listen to these days?" Gary chortled.
His derision only made the Man sexier in Stefano's eyes. He wanted Gary to look down on him, tell him off. He gave his Workmate cheek all morning.
About lunchtime, Gary was busy shifting crates in the back of the truck when Stefano saw his chance. There was enough room onboard for anything to happen, and he jumped up inside, pulling the shutter down a bit.
"Don't play silly buggers," Gary chided, but Stefano ignored him and simply yanked his joggers down, putting his famous Calvin's on full display. His cheeky stubby was clearly visible in the half-light, leaking a telling wet patch in the corner of his boxer briefs.
"You're asking for trouble, lad!" Gary warned, going red in the face.
"That's exactly what I want," Stefano persisted.
He drew close not knowing how the Man would react, and half expecting a smack in the face. Surprisingly, Gary held the boy loosely.
"I'm not gay, like," he sniffed.
"Treat me like a girl then," Stefano riled, turning about to rub his butt in Gary's crotch.
"So this is what you and Danny have been getting up to, eh? Dirty games in the back of his truck? Always knew there was something wrong about that one. He's a dirty fucking nonce!"
"Don't act like you don't want it," the teen goaded, "We've all seen the bofty you get when I show you my pants."
Gary couldn't deny it,
"There's just something about you, boy," he murmured, taking hold of the lad by the hips.
"Mmmm, are you gonna fuck me, Gary?"
"What the wife doesn't know can't hurt her," the Man reasoned.
Stefano thought the exact same thing about Dan as he bent over a box. Then Gary pulled long dick out and plunged it directly into Stefano's poon.
"Fuck!" the lad gasped.
"You like that?" Gary sneered, "Fuck, you're tight, boy! Real nice!"
And he struck up a steady beat.
The busy street was still partly visible in the short, knee-high gap under the shutter, and Stefano moaned more loudly than he might usually do in the hope that passersby would hear him getting packed.
"Fuck, you're a sweet fuck, boyo!" the Geordie sighed, slapping his balls on the lad's gooch.
Slowing down to catch his breath before building back up to speed, Gary was cumming like a Boss,
"Fuck, that was so good!"
"Better than your Missus?" Stefano dared to blurt, turning back to face his aggressor.
