"You sure? I'd rather give you cash... I mean you let me piss in your car." I say, still leaning between the front seats.
"I mean... I guess for a sec... "
"That's a good boy." I smile broadly at him, watching him turn an even brighter shade of red.
I hop out of the car and hear the beep of his alarm as he follows close behind. I open the front door and walk toward the elevator as he paces nervously. In the brightly lit lobby, I can see him in full. He's definitely a cute kid. He's a few inches shorter than me and seems to have a slim tight body under his fitted t-shirt.
The elevator door opens and I gesture for him to go first. I'm glad I did cause he has a perky, fat ass filling out his shorts. He's obviously uncomfortable for the twenty-second ride up to the fifth floor, not able to look at me as I watch him.
We walk into my apartment, I throw my keys down and kick off my shoes as he stands there looking around. I walk towards the kitchen as he stays back, awkwardly standing by the door.
"You want a drink?" I ask him, opening a cabinet.
"I probably shouldn't..."
"Why, how old are you?"
"Twenty-four..." he blushes as his answer trails off, it's cute.
"So?" I ask, pulling a bottle of bourbon out and holding it up.
"I have to drive..."
"Oh shit! Right! Let me grab the cash. Have a seat."
I walk to the bedroom to get his money. 'Damn, could have sworn he was a sure thing.' I think to myself, hoping to at least get some head after my little show.
I grab a few twenties and turn back towards the door when I remember the looks he gave in the car...and elevator. I know the look... yearning, desire, hunger. He's probably just shy I reason and take a risk. I drop my jeans, kick them off with my socks and walk back in nothing but my dirty jockstrap.
His eyes go wide when he sees me reenter the living room and he quickly adjusts the way he's sitting.
"Here you go..."
I hand him the rolled-up wad of cash and his eyes are fixed on my bulge. His fingers brush mine as he takes the cash with his gaze locked in place.
"Thank you.. this is too much..." He says softly, his voice shaky.
"Buddy I would've wet myself if you didn't let me fill that bottle...which... shit! I think I left it in your backseat."
"It's not a problem," he says and I think I catch him smiling at the thought.
He looks up at me for the first time and gives me an awkward smile. His face is bright red.
I walk back towards the kitchen letting him take in the full bounty of furry muscle ass exposed to him
"You sure you don't want a drink?"
"Maybe one..."
"Atta boy!"
I pour two glasses of bourbon and walk back to him offering him one. He is still seated at the edge of the sofa while I stand close enough to him that I know he is getting a whiff of my masculine, ripe aroma.
"Cheers!" I say brightly, staring down at him and holding out my glass.
His hand is trembling as he reaches to clink his glass against mine. I toss the dark, burning liquor back in one gulp and he follows suit. I step even closer to him, my bulge practically in his face, as I take his glass, making sure my big hand covers his as I do.
"Any other tip I can give you?" I ask, smiling down at him.
His eyes are wide as he swallows dryly and lightly licks his pretty pink lips.
"Pppp...pardon sir?" He stutters a reply.
I grab him by his collar and pull him up before planting my lips on his. His body, rigid at first, now melting into mine as his mouth opens, letting my tongue enter.
I break our kiss to pull his shirt off, admiring his lean smooth body and perky pink nipples, I start gently forcing the boy down, holding his hungry gaze. He's obviously no novice as he kisses and licks my furry body until he's face to face with my bulging jock on his knees.
"I saw you watching me. This is what you wanted, isn't it?" I ask him while rotating my hips so the tip of the pouch grazes his nose.
"Oh fuck yeah!" He replies eagerly, his bashful demeanor gone.
I grab his hair and pull his head forward so his face is firmly pressed into the damp, ripe fabric straining against my growing cock.
"That's right boy." I moan feeling his warm breath.
I hold him there, making him sniff and taste my sweaty pouch. He inhales deeply while he sucks and lightly nibbles on the worn crotch, making my thick dick grow to full rigidity.
"Yeah boy, get that dick nice and hard," I growl, admiring the view.
I pull the waistband down and let my thick eight inches spring free, landing on his face. Gripping the base, I smack my firm length across his face a couple of times. He is moaning in delight at the light abuse, smiling up at me. I can see his hand rubbing his own tent in his shorts.
"You want this big daddy cock, don't you boy?" I ask, smearing my precum across his lips.
"Yes sir!" His bright blue eyes begging up at me from under my shaft.
"You like the way my crotch smells? All that man musk and piss?"
"Oh fuck yes Daddy!
I grip his hair and guide his hungry mouth to my head, slowly forcing my way in. I can feel his wet, velvety tongue swirl around my head and expertly massage the underside of my length as I push further. He's doing an impressive job swallowing me down his throat as I ease in, allowing him to get used to the thickness.
"You're doing real good, boy." I moan softly,
Keeping my grip firmly on his hair until I feel his nose buried in my pubes. I hold his head in place, enjoying the warm wetness and the feel of his contracting muscles working around me and testing his capabilities. He starts to gag after a few seconds and I pull out until the head is on his tongue.
I really lucked out with my shy driver, accommodating on the ride, and even more so now. I feel his tongue swirling around the ridge and digging into my piss slit while he catches his breath. I push forward again, forcing myself back down all the way. Then out again and in again picking up my pace, making him gag with every thrust.
"Fuck yeah boy, choke on Daddy's dick." I encourage him, staring down into his now bloodshot eyes.
I've got a swift rhythm now, fucking his young wet mouth. I can feel sweat forming on my skin as I keep sliding in and out. He's moaning and gagging from the rough assault on his throat. His one hand was now lightly tugging my sack and the other on my firm ass, steadying himself.
I impale my dripping cock all the way down and hold him with a firm grip. I feel him gagging and starting to choke, saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth.
"Such a good cocksucker." I give his face a few swift smacks.
I pull my spit-coated cock free from his drooling mouth, resting it across his face, letting him catch his breath. When I see the smile forming back on his lips I yank his head back and spit into his open mouth and watch him swallow it down.
"Thank you, Daddy." He moans.
"Lick those sweaty nuts boy" I demand, slapping my dick back on his face.
He doesn't hesitate for a second and I feel his wet tongue teasing my low-hanging, heavy sack. He swirls his tongue around both of them, lapping at the sensitive skin.
"Lick up all Daddy's sweat." I moan, enjoying the sensations.
This kid was talented! Taking one of my big nuts in his mouth I can't help but to groan deeply and slap my cock against his face. He tries eagerly to fit the other nut in but they both won't fit in. Sucking firmly, tugging at them with his mouth while his hands explore and massage my thick, hairy thighs.
"Fuck baby, you're making Daddy feel so good." It's true, I could feel the three or so-day load churning.
I pull his hair back and look down at him with a smile. His face, covered in spit and snot, eyes glassy and red with tears, he looks like a total submissive slut and I love it.
I spit into his open mouth again and he dutifully licks his lips and swallows.
"Lay down!" I bark and he scrambles to turn around and lay on his back.
I see now that he had unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down a bit, exposing his bulge straining against the pouch of his light blue briefs. There is a growing wet spot darkening the thin fabric and showing the outline of his mushroom tip.
I kick off my jock and straddle his face, dragging my wet balls all over it. I reach down to shove his shorts and briefs down and as his tongue teases me and his hips wiggle in compliance. His cock slaps his tight smooth stomach as the waistband snaps below it. Rock hard, curved up, and must be a solid 7 inches with trimmed light brown pubs and smooth balls tight up in his scrotum.
As I lean forward further, he obediently lifts his legs up so I can get him fully naked. I lean back so my crack hovers over his face with my cock and balls swinging over his chest. I am almost shocked to feel his tongue run down my hairy crack without any direction and decide to sit right down on his face. He huffs and moans in delight and gets to work tonguing my sweaty ass.
"That's right boy, clean my sweaty hole."
"Mmmhmm" I can hear him muffled by my cheeks.
His cock is leaking steadily onto his tight smooth abs and I can see his fists clenched by his sides. His muscles tensed and flexed from resisting to stroke himself.
I pull his legs back and spit on my fingers, reaching forward to find his smooth, tight jock pussy and start massaging it. He's really moaning into my hole now as his tongue slides in and out of me.
"My naughty boy is hungry."
He's pushing and puckering his sweat-slicked hole against my fingertips, trying to swallow them. I pull them away and back to my mouth to get them more wet. This time I force the tip of my middle finger inside his tight ring. His cock jumps and a thick drop of precum surges from his piss slit.
I push in further and lean forward to spit at his hole, lubing and loosening it up for what's to come. He's moaning deeper into my crack. Fuck this is so much hotter than I was expecting and the boy is so much more willing.
I abruptly stand up and look down at him, my heavy cock swinging in the air as I suck my finger into my mouth.
