Joe moaned around that big old daddy cock that was choking him as his landlord’s grip tightened and he started to skull fuck his faggot mouth. The long, musky dick was thrust deep into his throat but he only gagged a little; he was getting better every day.
He didn’t want to be too good though; he enjoyed
the rough, stinging slaps the dominant older man would give him whenever he did gag.
It was funny really, a few months ago when he first moved in Joe didn’t even like his new landlord, Lester. He used to think there was something intense about him, lecherous almost. The way he used to leer at Joe with that pedatory grin whenever they spoke…like he was waiting for something to happen. He was the sort of pervert that he could imagine installing secret cameras around the place just try and watch Joe shower so he could have something to fantasise about. It gave him the creeps. He hated whenever Lester came around but there had been a range of issues he was trying to fix; the lights always flickering, the noisy hum of the air conditioners and that weird, musky smell he couldn’t seem to get rid of. It was cheap though; all he could afford really since he split with his girlfriend. Joe guessed he just had to put up with the sleazy older man’s presence as he drilled at the vents or unscrewed light fixtures. Not that it ever seemed to make much of a difference. The problems were still there, even worse if truth be told but after a few weeks he did start to notice them less and less. Or maybe they just didn’t bother him as much anymore. He only had to live here for a few more months until he had saved up enough to move somewhere better, away from Lester… But then he started getting behind in his work.
A few days later the porn started. It was innocent at first…he’d been looking for something to satiate his almost permanent libido and porn was normal enough right? Except for some reason he hadn’t been able to shake those thoughts in his head, imagining someone powerful, hairy and dirty just like Lester. He didn’t even know he was searching for it, by the time his dumb boy brain had caught up he’d already clicked on a site for “Daddies”. Daddies…was that was Lester was? A daddy? Curious and horny he began to search through pictures of burly, older men, usually semi naked and smiling at him through the screen with the confidence and swagger Lester seemed to share. He should of thought it was wrong, that he was straight but hell, his cock seemed to do the thinking for him now and it leaked with excitment at what it saw. Before long he was buying memberships to dozens of sites, spending all his hard earned savings on food for his dick. Then he found the sites marked daddy/boy. Alone in his front room, the blue of the screen bathing his naked, sweaty, sticky body he began to have a revelation watching all these nasty daddies fuck these helpless boys like they needed to be fucked. He was no different from those twinks on screen; young, dumb, helpless, horny. Watching a big strong daddy take care of them, fill their holes made his own hole ache in longing. He should be in their place, being made to feel what it was like to be dominated. He had to watch more. He still had the last of his savings right? It was fine though, whatever, he had a job. He could make more money. Although it was boring, and hard! Man he hadn’t been to work in days because last time he could barely read the papers people kept leaving for him all day. It had made his head hurt. He just wanted to be at home playing with himself, having fun. He bet the slutty twinks in the porn submitting themselves to their manly daddies didn’t need to work, he thought full of envy, he bet they were taken care of.
It wasn’t a suprise when work left a message (he was to busy watching loud daddy porn and masturbating) saying he’d been fired nor was it a suprise when the last of his savings ran out. He knew he still had to pay for that months rent as well but he wasn’t worried; he had an idea. Lester, the sleazy old man he was had always leered at him, now he would give him something to stare at. When he arrived at the apartment Joe came to greet him in nothing but some tight blue briefs, Lester drinking in every bit of skin his slutty tennant was flaunting at him before they both sat on the sofa. Smiling with fake embarrasment Joe explained the situation to the older man. He wanted to pay him, he did but money was tight at the moment and would he be able to pay tomorrow instead. There must be something he can do to make up for it, he had said while he seductively grinned and started moving his hand up Lesters hairy, muscular thigh towards that big package. “I bet it’s huge” he whispered to Lester who grinned smugly back at him before shoving his face into that nasty old crotch to earn it’s reward. The smell that hit him as he began to lick his hard prize through lesters short fabric, getting it wet with spit, the smell seemed oddly familar. Sort of musky.
That was last week, but today here he was on his knees again, sucking that fat tasty cock again while he squeezed his landlord’s nipples. He’d been told to do that and good boys do what they are told. It was becoming apparent though now to both of them that Joe was too dumb and too horny to ever be able to pay him rent but Lester offered him a new deal that day as he was cumming all over that pretty boy face. He had a special deal, he told Joe, scooping up some off the excess cum that had dribbled onto the boy’s chest. He had a special deal that he only made to really slutty boys who needed a daddy to take care of them but wanted to know if Joe felt it was suitable for him. Sucking the cum off daddy’s fingers, Joe just giggled then pushe his head up and began passionately kissing Lester, their tongues intermingling leaving little trails of salvia and cum between them. Lester took it as a yes.
He really did have the best deal around Joe thought dimly a few weeks later. He didn’t pay rent anymore but he still got to live in the apartment. And most nights he even got to sleep in the bed, with Lester. The sleazy landlords cock still wedged in Joe’s sluttly hole as they slept, keeping it nice and warm for his daddy. Other nights he had to sleep in the cage, when he hadn’t been a good boy for his daddy but it was fair enough, he was there to please his daddy. That’s all pathetic faggot sluts like him were good for. Another good point was that now, in the day Joe didn’t even have to go to work anymore. Well, Lester had set up some webcameras around the house and apparently people paid to watch a dumb twink like him jack off or (whenever Lester came home) suck cock and bounce up and down on his daddy’s dick. But that was so fun and didn’t hurt his head like most thinking stuff did. It wasn’t like work at all. Lester lived there full time now was well (well it was his place, Joe lived with him), looking after his new slut because the boy was too damm dumb to do anything other than take his daddy’s big hairy cock like the faggot slut he was now. And that’s all he was ever going to be. He was lucky to have someone like Lester watching out for him, he was the best landlord ever. The best daddy even. The best master a stupid slut like Joe could ever have
It was funny really, a few months ago when he first moved in Joe didn’t even like his new landlord, Lester. He used to think there was something intense about him, lecherous almost. The way he used to leer at Joe with that pedatory grin whenever they spoke…like he was waiting for something to happen. He was the sort of pervert that he could imagine installing secret cameras around the place just try and watch Joe shower so he could have something to fantasise about. It gave him the creeps. He hated whenever Lester came around but there had been a range of issues he was trying to fix; the lights always flickering, the noisy hum of the air conditioners and that weird, musky smell he couldn’t seem to get rid of. It was cheap though; all he could afford really since he split with his girlfriend. Joe guessed he just had to put up with the sleazy older man’s presence as he drilled at the vents or unscrewed light fixtures. Not that it ever seemed to make much of a difference. The problems were still there, even worse if truth be told but after a few weeks he did start to notice them less and less. Or maybe they just didn’t bother him as much anymore. He only had to live here for a few more months until he had saved up enough to move somewhere better, away from Lester… But then he started getting behind in his work.
It wasn’t deliberate, just whenever he was supposed to be working on his backlog at home he would keep getting distracted. At first he would just often daydream, sometimes for hours…not even sure what he had been thinking about if anything. But then his cock started getting hard all the time, demanding his attention more and more. It just started to feel so good to play with himself instead of working, so much easier. He guessed that since his split with Annie it was to be expected but, man it had started to feel like he did little else. Sometimes he’d spend hours, naked, sweaty, hunched over pounding away at his horny young boner not even really thinking of anything in particular, just looking at his own hard body as he would coat it in his cum. It felt good.
One day he had retreated to his room to beat himself off while Lester was in the apartment (which he seemed to be even more these days though he
never asked why anymore). Before he’d felt the familar urge to cum all over himself he’d been daydreaming, watching Lester absentmindely as he reached up to unscrew one of the flickering lights. In his white vest, Joe got a good look at that husky, hairy chest and those dark pits. He didn’t think much of it, he didn’t think much of all recently but the image kept coming back into his mind, like it was burnt in there. While he was rubbing his own cock, looking at his own body he couldn’t help compare. His was toned yeah, and had a light dusting of hair but Lesters… A little bit of extra weight on top of hard muscle, so strong, two meaty erect nipples straining against that white material. So masculine, so sexual….he kept thinking about it as he shoved a finger into his hole absent mindedly. Lester was a real man, compared to him Joe was just some dumb boy…
The idea of Lester’s raw masculinity combined with the new pleasure of that finger inside his ass was too much to handle; his body spasmed intensely, his asshole clenching around his own finger as he screamed through the most intense orgasm yet. He’d been so loud. Lester probably heard him. His hands moved up and down his body rubbing the messy cum all over the scattered hair on his chest, sticking it together. The thought of that pervert hearing him, walking in and seeing him like this covered in his own juices…man it was making him horny again. His cum was still wet making his cock nice and slick as he started jacking himself again thinking of that hairy, masculine body he had glimpsed earlier. So sexual…so sexy…
It wasn’t a suprise when work left a message (he was to busy watching loud daddy porn and masturbating) saying he’d been fired nor was it a suprise when the last of his savings ran out. He knew he still had to pay for that months rent as well but he wasn’t worried; he had an idea. Lester, the sleazy old man he was had always leered at him, now he would give him something to stare at. When he arrived at the apartment Joe came to greet him in nothing but some tight blue briefs, Lester drinking in every bit of skin his slutty tennant was flaunting at him before they both sat on the sofa. Smiling with fake embarrasment Joe explained the situation to the older man. He wanted to pay him, he did but money was tight at the moment and would he be able to pay tomorrow instead. There must be something he can do to make up for it, he had said while he seductively grinned and started moving his hand up Lesters hairy, muscular thigh towards that big package. “I bet it’s huge” he whispered to Lester who grinned smugly back at him before shoving his face into that nasty old crotch to earn it’s reward. The smell that hit him as he began to lick his hard prize through lesters short fabric, getting it wet with spit, the smell seemed oddly familar. Sort of musky.
That was last week, but today here he was on his knees again, sucking that fat tasty cock again while he squeezed his landlord’s nipples. He’d been told to do that and good boys do what they are told. It was becoming apparent though now to both of them that Joe was too dumb and too horny to ever be able to pay him rent but Lester offered him a new deal that day as he was cumming all over that pretty boy face. He had a special deal, he told Joe, scooping up some off the excess cum that had dribbled onto the boy’s chest. He had a special deal that he only made to really slutty boys who needed a daddy to take care of them but wanted to know if Joe felt it was suitable for him. Sucking the cum off daddy’s fingers, Joe just giggled then pushe his head up and began passionately kissing Lester, their tongues intermingling leaving little trails of salvia and cum between them. Lester took it as a yes.
He really did have the best deal around Joe thought dimly a few weeks later. He didn’t pay rent anymore but he still got to live in the apartment. And most nights he even got to sleep in the bed, with Lester. The sleazy landlords cock still wedged in Joe’s sluttly hole as they slept, keeping it nice and warm for his daddy. Other nights he had to sleep in the cage, when he hadn’t been a good boy for his daddy but it was fair enough, he was there to please his daddy. That’s all pathetic faggot sluts like him were good for. Another good point was that now, in the day Joe didn’t even have to go to work anymore. Well, Lester had set up some webcameras around the house and apparently people paid to watch a dumb twink like him jack off or (whenever Lester came home) suck cock and bounce up and down on his daddy’s dick. But that was so fun and didn’t hurt his head like most thinking stuff did. It wasn’t like work at all. Lester lived there full time now was well (well it was his place, Joe lived with him), looking after his new slut because the boy was too damm dumb to do anything other than take his daddy’s big hairy cock like the faggot slut he was now. And that’s all he was ever going to be. He was lucky to have someone like Lester watching out for him, he was the best landlord ever. The best daddy even. The best master a stupid slut like Joe could ever have
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