"Your total comes to $4082.34," Gavin said as he tallied up the work order.
"Oh my," Jeana whispered. "I didn't think it was going to be that expensive."
That phrase always sent a shiver up his spine. It never boded well when the customer was surprised by the amount of the repairs. He could play this a couple of different ways. He could be a hard ass and insist on payment in full immediately. He could send them an invoice later in the week, or he could barter for something other than money.
"Well," he said as his voice took on a husky sexy tone. "We could come to an arrangement."
"Oh I'm sure we could," she breathed.
He smiled as he realized Jeana got his meaning loud and clear. This one was sharp. Usually it took a cock up their pussies for some women to figure it out. Gavin would trade work for sex. He studied her for a few moments and then pressed the page button on his phone. His assistant answered after a few seconds. When he heard the signal phrase, he hurried his ass up and got back to the house.
"You're an anxious one," Gavin purred as the woman brushed her body up against his. "But you don't have the right equipment for me. However, Misha has just the kind you need. He's long and thick and he knows if he fucks your sweet pussy until you scream for it then when we get back to the shop, I'll fuck his ass until he can barely walk."
"Then how?" she panted as Misha kneaded her breasts, pushing her back against the counter in her kitchen. Soft whimpers slipped from her lush mouth as he pinched her nipples and rolled them between his fingers.
"Simple," Gavin purred. "What I want is upstairs right now."
"Dylan?" Jeana moaned. "He's... ah... god yes."
"Yes Dylan," he said as he watched Misha bend her over the counter.
The young assistant pulled down her shorts to her thighs. No farther than that. Misha shoved two fingers into her tight sheath, drawing a cry from her. He started out slow, moving his fingers in and out, making her juicy wet.
"Dylan," Gavin chuckled. "I'm going to go upstairs and slide my cock up his ass. I'm going to make him scream and writhe. Then I'm going to fill his ass with my come. Misha's going to keep you too busy to worry about anything other than how hard he's fucking you. He likes his ass reamed too much to do anything else. So don't worry your pretty little head about Dylan. He's going to be taken care of, thoroughly fucked." As Gavin trotted up the stairs, he heard Jeana cry out and knew she'd just gotten the full measure of Misha's wonderful cock. Then the steady banging began, each one punctuated by whimpers. Soon she would be screaming because Misha could go a long, long time.
His prize was found in the third bedroom from the landing. Gavin smiled as he noted Dylan sprawled out on his stomach. The running shorts he wore hugged his firm rounded cheeks. Other than that, the younger man was naked and he couldn't prevent himself from licking his lips. He was going to enjoy this.
Quietly he approached the bed. Leaning his head down, he let his breath trail over Dylan's tanned flesh. When he reached the crease where thigh met buttock, Gavin let his tongue flick out and trace the sensitive skin. The young man moaned in his sleep, shifting slightly but then settled back down.
"Ah," Gavin chuckled." You're a deep sleeper Dylan. I'm not worried though. You'll wake up quite nicely when my cock slides into that tight hole of yours."
Grasping the waistband of the shorts, he pulled them down the long muscular legs and tossed them aside. There he was in all his glory. Gavin felt his cock jerk in his tight jeans. Tension raced through him and he couldn't wait to get in that ass. Immediately he removed his clothing. Before he tossed his pants aside, he fished the small tube of lube out of the pocket. He'd planned on fucking Misha in the truck. Hell, he could still do that but right now he wanted to feel Dylan wrapped around his cock. From the screams coming from downstairs, he could tell Jeana was enjoying herself. That woman had a dirty mouth on her.
Turning his attention back to the scrumptious feast laid out on the bed, he gently grasped Dylan's ankles and spread his legs apart. There was that lovely little puckered anus. He reached out and stroked it slowly. Dylan's narrow hips rose, lifting into his touch. Gavin smiled wickedly. This was his lucky day.
"Oh Dylan," he purred as he covered the young man's body. "What naughty dreams are you having?"
Gavin sat back on his heels, his thighs straddling Dylan's. He popped the cap on the lube and held it a little bit above the crease of his ass. Slowly he let the liquid drip out onto the taut flesh. Again his cock jerked as he watched it slide down over Dylan's hole. Absently he coated his finger and circled the tiny opening. It clenched and twitched beneath his touch.
