NOTE: All characters in this story are fictional but above the age of 18. This story involves consensual sex between adult men with age gaps, verbal degradation and exhibitionism.
This story features characters from my other story Daddy Swaps His Boy, however, it is set before that story and you do not need to read that to understand this. Enjoy.
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I watched the lads head move up and down along the thick cock. It was a warm day in the local park, and I had my work shorts around my ankles as I fisted my dick watching the show. My apprentice, the slutty twink Joel, was on his knees working away dutifully for a stranger. This was a normal after-work ritual for us. I bring my boy here and watch him service some horny bloke. I wasn't an unreasonable dom, I know my little 20-year-old stud loves this as much as I do.
Today we had scored an older guy, maybe in his forties. He seemed shy at first but that disappeared quickly. Now he had one thick hand wrapped in Joel's red hair as he fucked his throat. This guy was probably married, not getting enough at home. Judging by the dad-bod I could see peeking out from under his shirt, he probably stopped trying to get it from his wife a while ago. Still, even "straight" men could enjoy the feeling of my slut's mouth on their cock.
For two years I'd trained Joel to be the best slut he could be. It was lucky I happened upon someone as horny and dirty as me in the first place.
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Joel's first day with me was not long after his 18th birthday. He was new to working and I had taken him on as my apprentice. I tried talking to the lad on the truck trip to our first job, but he wasn't very talkative. I thought maybe he was just nervous, but I caught him starring at my body a few times and figured he was just another flustered gay boy. I didn't blame him, I was hot. I had been tall all my life and working as a tradie had given me a nice muscular build to match. My tight body was covered in a layer of dirty blond hair that looked great sweaty as I fucked into some hot tight arse or pussy.
We pulled up to the house and I briefed the new kid on what we were here to do. He followed me silently up to the door, where a pretty young woman answered.
"Hi ma'am, I am James. We are here about the deck." I gave her a crooked smirk when I noticed her taken aback by the sight of me. On a good day, I could get the hot ones on their knees in no time but with Joel here I doubted id get the chance.
"Oh, yes thank you, please come in. I was just on my way out, but I'll show you through." Damn, looks like I'd have to do some work today. We followed the women in and followed her through her neat house.
"My husband will be here working in the study all day so feel free to check in with him if you need to." She gestured at a closed-door before taking us out onto the adjourning deck. Once she showed us what was to be done, she left. I turned to Joel and told him to start measuring. After a few minutes of silent work, I noticed that he wasn't doing anything.
Great, I thought, another lazy kid. I got ready to chastise him but when I turned to him, I saw he was massaging a budge in the front of his shorts as he stared through a nearby window. Silently I watched him starring at something through the glass, leaning forward and rubbing himself absentmindedly. I moved to his side slowly, trying not to scare him off but wanting to catch a glimpse at what had caught his attention. Accidentally, my foot made contact with a toolbox on the ground and the sound seemed to break his trance. He looked at me shocked, like a cute deer caught in headlights. He muttered something but stopped when I held my hand up. I closed the distance between us in two big steps and stood close behind him.
"What do we have here?" I whispered into his ear as I looked over his shoulder. Through the window, I could see into the study where the women's husband was meant to be working. Instead, I was met with the sight of a handsome young bald man wearing headphones at his desk. His computer screen showed a video, vintage-looking porn. A hairy man on his back watching a perky blonde work his cock. This wasn't surprising, what man didn't do this when he thought he was home alone. What was surprising was that the blonde woman in the film was not alone. Every time she came up from the hairy man's long skinny cock, a twink took a turn taking the dick down to the thick pubes.
"Do you like that?" I asked Joel with a smirk. His hand didn't return to his bulge, but I felt him slowly press back against mine. "do you want a cute girl to suck your dick like that?" I teased. "or do you want to be that young guy? Getting a face-full of dick?" he didn't respond but pushed back harder. Score.
I grabbed Joel by the shoulders and spun him around. He looked up at me expectedly, waiting for my next move. I didn't say anything, I knew I had to take it slow if he was new to this. I'd trained guys like him before, but the trick wasn't scaring them off too early.
"Have you done this before?" as I spoke, he brought his eyes up from my crotch but didn't answer. "Speak, boy."