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“Alright, Jason, that concludes your orientation. You can go ahead and get started,” said the chic manager of the retail clothing store that catered to juniors.
“Thanks, Melanie! I’ll talk to you soon.”
Shortly after she disappeared Jason was walking the perimeter of the store performing his security detail. Standing at just under six-feet-four-inches and weighing about two hundred forty pounds Jason Pitts, caught the attention of one of the sales associates.
“You gonna keep us safe from all the project chicks,” quizzed the short and slender chocolate employee.
“Yeah I guess. I doubt they’re really dangerous. Just gotta keep ‘em from lifting the merchandise,” he replied.
“So I take it this is your second job when you’re not playing for the Bucs.”
“Huh,” he grunted not sure if his co-worker was flirting or not.
“Just messing with you. You look like you played football is all I’m saying.”
“I played in high school. But now I’m in the Air force.”
“Thanks for your service,” beamed the high energy clothier. “I’m Carlo. Nice to meet you.”
“I’m Jason.”
“Alright, Jason, I need to get these clothes back on the rack. I’ll see you around.”
With that, Carlo switched away. Jason surmised that even if one overlooked Carlo’s flamboyant mannerisms, delicate voice, and the fact he wore lip gloss, one would still notice his homosexuality by the way he dressed. The neon orange fitted tee hugged Carlo’s torso. The skin-tight gray jeggings appeared to have been painted on his legs. A pair of pink Chuck Taylors and some bangle bracelets rounded out his look. Jason’s nose also appreciated the scent coming from Carlo. It smelled like a combination of strawberries and something else – though he wasn’t quite sure what the ‘something else’ was.
The olfactory bewilderment caused Jason to look in Carlo’s direction. He noticed that his new coworker also walked like a woman. As he was about to glance away, he scanned downward. He discovered that the slim Carlo had a taut bubble booty that was ready to burst out of his jeans. Jason shook his head and thought, ‘What a shame!’
In his 34 years, Jason had never possessed any disdain towards gay people. Two of his mom’s five brothers were gay. And, they were his best uncles. The more flaming of the two had even bedded a couple of Jason’s former high school teammates unbeknownst to his nephew. Jason decided he would take his usual stance of not discriminating. He also resolved to not be too standoffish since they did work together now.
The next day, Jason returned to the store. He carried his blue Everest lunch cooler containing three roast beef & turkey sandwiches, a bottle of water, and a Granny Smith apple to the break room. He opened the refrigerator and tossed food inside. When he turned around to head out to the floor, Carlo entered the room. That intoxicating scent came right along with him.
“Welcome back, sir,” grinned widely.
“Sir,” frowned Jason. “I don’t look that old, do I?”
“Not in the least I’m grew up in the South. We say ‘sir’ and ‘ma’am’ to everybody. My bad.”
“It’s all good. And thanks!”
“Oh you’re welcome! So where are you from?”
“Ohio.”
“So, you’re a Buckeyes fan,” Carlo lengthened the conversation.
“Diehard,” Jason. “And you?”
“Gators,” Carlo replied with a bounce as he made the signature “Gator Chomp” gesture with his arms.
“There’s a ton of you around here,” Jason chuckled grimly
“Welcome to the swamp,” Carlo added with a finger snap.
“Alright, son. Have a good day,” Jason began to wrap things up.
“You too, daddy.”
“What?!?”
“I was just messing with you, Jason. You called me ‘son’ so I called you ‘daddy’. I thought you were just getting back at me for the ‘sir’ comment earlier.”
“Oh okay,” Jason stammered. “Take it easy. Stay out of trouble.”
“But I like trouble,” Carlo retorted.
“You crazy as hell,” Jason laughed. “See ya.”
Jason had settled into his routine with the crew at the clothing store. The virtually all female staff was a minefield of drama and dating horror stories. It made him laugh and they all came to look to him for the male perspective. Jason was driving back to his house on base when he got a text from Leila. She was a gorgeous dark-skinned lady with oversized fake tits. He made a U-turn to go to her apartment.
Leila answered the door wearing only a thong and some red heels. She automatically began undressing him and squeezing his throbbing dick. Before he knew it, he was banging her from the back and massaging her massive boobs.
“Fuck me, nigga,” she cried out as he stuffed his thick nine inches in her pussy.
“Take that dick,” he commanded.
“You fuck me like a b**st, Big Daddy! I love it,” she screamed.
“Hell yeah, baby! Take this muthafuckin’ big dick!”
Jason pulled her hair, hammered her relentlessly, and choked her. He was an a****l in bed and he had never learned to pull back. Leila fondled her clit and started to orgasm. She produced a veritable flood. Jason pulled out and shot his load on her breasts.
He cleaned up and head back to MacDill AFB. On his drive, he made a mental note to add a white girl to his team because he loved getting head. Clearly, Leila was not in to giving blow jobs, but he kept her around because she was one of the few women he encountered that did not complain about him being too rough in bed.
The following evening Jason was making his rounds at the store when he overheard a conversation between Carlo and one of the sales girls.
“Do you think Rico is DL,” she inquired.
“No honey. Yo’ man is all man. And, trust me. You are my girl so I’d tell you in a heartbeat if I thought he was,” Carlo reassured her.
“Yeah. I just always wonder about any man I meet cause I’ve seen some of the niggas you be pullin’.”
“Thank you, girl,” he replied smacking his lips. “I need to pull me one of them big stallions tonight.”
“You a mess, Cee.”
“No ma’am. His dick gon’ be a mess after I slobber all over it and twerk these chocolate cakes on it.”
She giggled, “Do your thing.”
“You already know, honey,” Carlo laughed and walked away.
Jason peeked out of his sunglasses at Carlo. His round derriere was firm and moved deliberately as he switched across the sales floor. Suddenly Carlo stopped and bent over to tie his shoe. His feet were spread shoulder width apart and before standing upright, he looked between his legs. He saw Jason standing down the walkway looking in his direction. Carlo stood quickly and wiggled his ass. He turned towards Jason and winked. Jason gave no facial reaction. He just walked away.
As the evening wound down, Jason went out back to take his final break. When he got outside, he noticed Carlo hopping out of a black 1995 Lexus LS400 with a set 20-inch MSR custom black rims. Carlo did not acknowledge the driver as he backed away, but smiled at Jason. That enchanting smell was back.
“Hey,” Jason blurted. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure. What’s up?”
“What kinda perfume do you wear? I wanna buy some for my lady friend for her birthday.”
“Oh that’s so flattering you want her to smell like me,” Carlo giggled.
“Why you always playin’, Cee?”
“I just have to play with you any way I can. It’s from Victoria’s Secret. Strawberries and Champagne is the name.”
“Thanks! Where you been?”
“I had a meeting. And you ask if could ask me a question – not two.”
“Don’t get your panties all in a wad, nigga,” Jason bugged his eyes.
“How do you know I wear panties,” Carlo turned the table on him
“I…uh…just assumed.”
“Good guess. What else have you assumed about me,” Carlo inquired slapping his butt cheeks.
“You better get back in there before they realize you were gone.”
“They're red boyshorts,” Carlo stated.
“What,” Jason was baffled.
“I’m wearing red boyshort panties. They say ‘spank me’ on the back.
“Always playin’.”
That night Jason thought about Carlo telling the other girl earlier that he wanted to slobber and twerk on some dick. Jason imagined the brother in the Lexus using Carlo as his cock sucking fuck puppet. Jason had always heard guys suck the best dick and now he was truly curious. The sexual tension of being around Carlo’s exuberantly effeminate character had reached its boiling point. He shook his head and got off the couch to grab a beer. He logged in to his laptop to look at some online porn.
Jason watched a couple of sexy ebony women take big Black dicks up their assholes. He still couldn’t shake the thought of Carlo being fucked violently. Then he did the unthinkable. He typed ‘twerk’ in the search bar and changed the filter setting to gay. He was bombarded by a slew of thumbnails. He clicked on the first one and then another and then another. Time had gotten away from him as watched boys with sexy booties shake them all over the screen. He came all over the place as he watched a pussyboy built similarly to Carlo and with nearly same skin tone.
The next week at the store, Jason took a little more care to avoid Carlo. But, he still made small talk and Carlo would flirt as usual. One of the associates announced she was having a birthday celebration at a bar not far from work. She invited everyone to join her that coming Saturday night after closing. Jason had the day off, but figured he may as well show up. Carlo said he would come, but had to leave early because his uncle was visiting from out of town and he did not want to be rude or have his mom bitching at him.
Saturday night came and Jason headed to the bar. He arrived on time and noticed not a single soul from the store. Then he heard the familiar lisp call out his name. Jason turned to see Carlo waving him towards the table where he was sitting with another man. Jason approached the two and was greeted by them. Carlo introduced the gentleman as his Uncle James. The three of them laughed at how all the men were early and the women were late. Uncle James wanted another drink so he asked the others if they wanted one as well. Jason handed him some cash, but Uncle James refused.
Carlo watched the five-foot-ten-inch obviously well-fit blue-black man walk away. Jason took note and went out on a limb. “Is that really your uncle,” he pried.
“That’s my story and I’m sticking to it,” winked Carlo.
“I figured. What’s his story?”
“You tryna ke-ke with me?”
“Ke-ke? I’m just asking.”
“You must be jealous,” Carlo grinned.
“Don’t get your hopes up. I’m just curious.”
“They all start that way,” smirked Carlo. “He’s from Seattle. Married. Retired from the army. Comes out here a couple times a year to play house with me.”
“How old is he?”
“Fifty-something I guess. All I know is his dick stays hard and beats it down.”
“Wow! I can’t believe I’m asking this.”
“Well believe it. And he’s rough. Anyway, he’s coming back so cool it.”
Jason’s dick was stiff as a rod. He wasn’t sure if he was jealous of the older man or if he wanted to join in the fun. When the ladies arrived, Jason spent time flirting and telling stories. Uncle James was just as charming, but he and Carlo excused themselves after an hour. One of the ladies commented, “Carlo is going to turn that old man out.” Another said, “He probably already has.” Jason just took a long sip of his brandy.
This evening came to a close the way several of them had been the last few days. Jason stared at his laptop screen watching sexy girly boys shake their asses. Tonight, he graduated to watching them suck dick. The men loved it – both the ones receiving it and giving it. He busted a fat nut and went off to sleep.
Upon arriving at work the following Tuesday, he learned that Carlo had been promoted to assistant manager. Everyone was excited for him. Jason went over to congratulate him.
“Moving on up. Good for you,” Jason offered.
“Thanks! I’m excited. You know that means we’ll be closing together when we’re both working,” Carlo look amused.
“Guess I’ll suffer through it,” Jason chuckled.
“Suffer my ass. You know being graced by my presence is a blessing. Anyway how was your weekend?”
“Quiet, but good. Yours?”
“Chile, I’m just now able to walk again,” he chortled. “Let me get back to work.”
The second night they closed together, Carlo was taking a bit longer than usual. Jason went to check on him and found that he was trying to collapse the ladder. “Need some help?”
“Sure. Thanks!”
“There,” Jason celebrated as he quickly accomplished the task. “All you needed was some muscle.”
“Yes I do,” purred Carlo.
“Always playing,” Jason blushed.
“You mean like this,” he said as he ran to an opening where there were no security cameras.
Carlo began to shake his booty. Jason stood there mesmerized. Carlo stopped and began laughing until he turned around. The look on Jason’s face was priceless.
“You like that, don’t you,” Carlo pressed.
“Uh, no,” Jason lied.
“Yes you do. Your eyes are intense.”
“That doesn’t mean anything. I’m just appalled at your behavior.”
“Well, your dick’s hard as a rock.”
“What,” Jason huffed as he reached down.
“I can take care of that real quick for you in the bathroom,” Carlo snatched up the opportunity.
Jason followed him to the restroom and locked the door. Carlo dropped to his knees and pulled out Jason’s tool in one move.
“I’m rough,” Jason warned him.
“That’s how I like it,” Carlo shot back.
Carlo licked it slowly and paused. “Savor it for a couple minutes so you can record me with my phone,” he said handing over the device. Jason hesitated. “Just do it. You won’t be on cam; just me.” Jason complied with the request. Carlo returned to delivering a sloppy slobber-filled blow job.
Jason loving it said, “Those lips are so pretty on this dick. You look just like a bitch sucking that dick.”
“Better than a girl, right daddy,” Carlo asked.
“Hell yeah! Suck that muthafucka!”
“Mmmm,” Carlo cooed.
“Lollipop that muthafucka!”
Carlo sucked for a few more seconds and took the phone from Jason. “Give it to me rough, Daddy,” he begged. Jason spread his feet apart for balance, grabbed the back of Carlo’s head, and shoved his meat in Carlo’s mouth. He slammed it repeatedly into the back of his throat. Saliva was falling out of Carlo’s mouth. He was choking and Jason did not care. Tears flowed from Carlo’s green contact covered eyes. He gagged. Jason thundered away.
“Take this muthafuckin’ dick, faggot,” Jason grunted. “Deep throat this big dick, bitch!” Jason fed Carlo his dick even more vigorously than before. Then, he pulled out and shot his seed all over Carlo’s face. “Goddamn,” Jason groaned. “That was good as fuck.”
“Yeah! We should do it again,” Carlo added as he began cleaning up.
“Thanks, Melanie! I’ll talk to you soon.”
Shortly after she disappeared Jason was walking the perimeter of the store performing his security detail. Standing at just under six-feet-four-inches and weighing about two hundred forty pounds Jason Pitts, caught the attention of one of the sales associates.
“You gonna keep us safe from all the project chicks,” quizzed the short and slender chocolate employee.
“Yeah I guess. I doubt they’re really dangerous. Just gotta keep ‘em from lifting the merchandise,” he replied.
“So I take it this is your second job when you’re not playing for the Bucs.”
“Huh,” he grunted not sure if his co-worker was flirting or not.
“Just messing with you. You look like you played football is all I’m saying.”
“I played in high school. But now I’m in the Air force.”
“Thanks for your service,” beamed the high energy clothier. “I’m Carlo. Nice to meet you.”
“I’m Jason.”
“Alright, Jason, I need to get these clothes back on the rack. I’ll see you around.”
With that, Carlo switched away. Jason surmised that even if one overlooked Carlo’s flamboyant mannerisms, delicate voice, and the fact he wore lip gloss, one would still notice his homosexuality by the way he dressed. The neon orange fitted tee hugged Carlo’s torso. The skin-tight gray jeggings appeared to have been painted on his legs. A pair of pink Chuck Taylors and some bangle bracelets rounded out his look. Jason’s nose also appreciated the scent coming from Carlo. It smelled like a combination of strawberries and something else – though he wasn’t quite sure what the ‘something else’ was.
The olfactory bewilderment caused Jason to look in Carlo’s direction. He noticed that his new coworker also walked like a woman. As he was about to glance away, he scanned downward. He discovered that the slim Carlo had a taut bubble booty that was ready to burst out of his jeans. Jason shook his head and thought, ‘What a shame!’
In his 34 years, Jason had never possessed any disdain towards gay people. Two of his mom’s five brothers were gay. And, they were his best uncles. The more flaming of the two had even bedded a couple of Jason’s former high school teammates unbeknownst to his nephew. Jason decided he would take his usual stance of not discriminating. He also resolved to not be too standoffish since they did work together now.
The next day, Jason returned to the store. He carried his blue Everest lunch cooler containing three roast beef & turkey sandwiches, a bottle of water, and a Granny Smith apple to the break room. He opened the refrigerator and tossed food inside. When he turned around to head out to the floor, Carlo entered the room. That intoxicating scent came right along with him.
“Welcome back, sir,” grinned widely.
“Sir,” frowned Jason. “I don’t look that old, do I?”
“Not in the least I’m grew up in the South. We say ‘sir’ and ‘ma’am’ to everybody. My bad.”
“It’s all good. And thanks!”
“Oh you’re welcome! So where are you from?”
“Ohio.”
“So, you’re a Buckeyes fan,” Carlo lengthened the conversation.
“Diehard,” Jason. “And you?”
“Gators,” Carlo replied with a bounce as he made the signature “Gator Chomp” gesture with his arms.
“There’s a ton of you around here,” Jason chuckled grimly
“Welcome to the swamp,” Carlo added with a finger snap.
“Alright, son. Have a good day,” Jason began to wrap things up.
“You too, daddy.”
“What?!?”
“I was just messing with you, Jason. You called me ‘son’ so I called you ‘daddy’. I thought you were just getting back at me for the ‘sir’ comment earlier.”
“Oh okay,” Jason stammered. “Take it easy. Stay out of trouble.”
“But I like trouble,” Carlo retorted.
“You crazy as hell,” Jason laughed. “See ya.”
Jason had settled into his routine with the crew at the clothing store. The virtually all female staff was a minefield of drama and dating horror stories. It made him laugh and they all came to look to him for the male perspective. Jason was driving back to his house on base when he got a text from Leila. She was a gorgeous dark-skinned lady with oversized fake tits. He made a U-turn to go to her apartment.
Leila answered the door wearing only a thong and some red heels. She automatically began undressing him and squeezing his throbbing dick. Before he knew it, he was banging her from the back and massaging her massive boobs.
“Fuck me, nigga,” she cried out as he stuffed his thick nine inches in her pussy.
“Take that dick,” he commanded.
“You fuck me like a b**st, Big Daddy! I love it,” she screamed.
“Hell yeah, baby! Take this muthafuckin’ big dick!”
Jason pulled her hair, hammered her relentlessly, and choked her. He was an a****l in bed and he had never learned to pull back. Leila fondled her clit and started to orgasm. She produced a veritable flood. Jason pulled out and shot his load on her breasts.
He cleaned up and head back to MacDill AFB. On his drive, he made a mental note to add a white girl to his team because he loved getting head. Clearly, Leila was not in to giving blow jobs, but he kept her around because she was one of the few women he encountered that did not complain about him being too rough in bed.
The following evening Jason was making his rounds at the store when he overheard a conversation between Carlo and one of the sales girls.
“Do you think Rico is DL,” she inquired.
“No honey. Yo’ man is all man. And, trust me. You are my girl so I’d tell you in a heartbeat if I thought he was,” Carlo reassured her.
“Yeah. I just always wonder about any man I meet cause I’ve seen some of the niggas you be pullin’.”
“Thank you, girl,” he replied smacking his lips. “I need to pull me one of them big stallions tonight.”
“You a mess, Cee.”
“No ma’am. His dick gon’ be a mess after I slobber all over it and twerk these chocolate cakes on it.”
She giggled, “Do your thing.”
“You already know, honey,” Carlo laughed and walked away.
Jason peeked out of his sunglasses at Carlo. His round derriere was firm and moved deliberately as he switched across the sales floor. Suddenly Carlo stopped and bent over to tie his shoe. His feet were spread shoulder width apart and before standing upright, he looked between his legs. He saw Jason standing down the walkway looking in his direction. Carlo stood quickly and wiggled his ass. He turned towards Jason and winked. Jason gave no facial reaction. He just walked away.
As the evening wound down, Jason went out back to take his final break. When he got outside, he noticed Carlo hopping out of a black 1995 Lexus LS400 with a set 20-inch MSR custom black rims. Carlo did not acknowledge the driver as he backed away, but smiled at Jason. That enchanting smell was back.
“Hey,” Jason blurted. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure. What’s up?”
“What kinda perfume do you wear? I wanna buy some for my lady friend for her birthday.”
“Oh that’s so flattering you want her to smell like me,” Carlo giggled.
“Why you always playin’, Cee?”
“I just have to play with you any way I can. It’s from Victoria’s Secret. Strawberries and Champagne is the name.”
“Thanks! Where you been?”
“I had a meeting. And you ask if could ask me a question – not two.”
“Don’t get your panties all in a wad, nigga,” Jason bugged his eyes.
“How do you know I wear panties,” Carlo turned the table on him
“I…uh…just assumed.”
“Good guess. What else have you assumed about me,” Carlo inquired slapping his butt cheeks.
“You better get back in there before they realize you were gone.”
“They're red boyshorts,” Carlo stated.
“What,” Jason was baffled.
“I’m wearing red boyshort panties. They say ‘spank me’ on the back.
“Always playin’.”
That night Jason thought about Carlo telling the other girl earlier that he wanted to slobber and twerk on some dick. Jason imagined the brother in the Lexus using Carlo as his cock sucking fuck puppet. Jason had always heard guys suck the best dick and now he was truly curious. The sexual tension of being around Carlo’s exuberantly effeminate character had reached its boiling point. He shook his head and got off the couch to grab a beer. He logged in to his laptop to look at some online porn.
Jason watched a couple of sexy ebony women take big Black dicks up their assholes. He still couldn’t shake the thought of Carlo being fucked violently. Then he did the unthinkable. He typed ‘twerk’ in the search bar and changed the filter setting to gay. He was bombarded by a slew of thumbnails. He clicked on the first one and then another and then another. Time had gotten away from him as watched boys with sexy booties shake them all over the screen. He came all over the place as he watched a pussyboy built similarly to Carlo and with nearly same skin tone.
The next week at the store, Jason took a little more care to avoid Carlo. But, he still made small talk and Carlo would flirt as usual. One of the associates announced she was having a birthday celebration at a bar not far from work. She invited everyone to join her that coming Saturday night after closing. Jason had the day off, but figured he may as well show up. Carlo said he would come, but had to leave early because his uncle was visiting from out of town and he did not want to be rude or have his mom bitching at him.
Saturday night came and Jason headed to the bar. He arrived on time and noticed not a single soul from the store. Then he heard the familiar lisp call out his name. Jason turned to see Carlo waving him towards the table where he was sitting with another man. Jason approached the two and was greeted by them. Carlo introduced the gentleman as his Uncle James. The three of them laughed at how all the men were early and the women were late. Uncle James wanted another drink so he asked the others if they wanted one as well. Jason handed him some cash, but Uncle James refused.
Carlo watched the five-foot-ten-inch obviously well-fit blue-black man walk away. Jason took note and went out on a limb. “Is that really your uncle,” he pried.
“That’s my story and I’m sticking to it,” winked Carlo.
“I figured. What’s his story?”
“You tryna ke-ke with me?”
“Ke-ke? I’m just asking.”
“You must be jealous,” Carlo grinned.
“Don’t get your hopes up. I’m just curious.”
“They all start that way,” smirked Carlo. “He’s from Seattle. Married. Retired from the army. Comes out here a couple times a year to play house with me.”
“How old is he?”
“Fifty-something I guess. All I know is his dick stays hard and beats it down.”
“Wow! I can’t believe I’m asking this.”
“Well believe it. And he’s rough. Anyway, he’s coming back so cool it.”
Jason’s dick was stiff as a rod. He wasn’t sure if he was jealous of the older man or if he wanted to join in the fun. When the ladies arrived, Jason spent time flirting and telling stories. Uncle James was just as charming, but he and Carlo excused themselves after an hour. One of the ladies commented, “Carlo is going to turn that old man out.” Another said, “He probably already has.” Jason just took a long sip of his brandy.
This evening came to a close the way several of them had been the last few days. Jason stared at his laptop screen watching sexy girly boys shake their asses. Tonight, he graduated to watching them suck dick. The men loved it – both the ones receiving it and giving it. He busted a fat nut and went off to sleep.
Upon arriving at work the following Tuesday, he learned that Carlo had been promoted to assistant manager. Everyone was excited for him. Jason went over to congratulate him.
“Moving on up. Good for you,” Jason offered.
“Thanks! I’m excited. You know that means we’ll be closing together when we’re both working,” Carlo look amused.
“Guess I’ll suffer through it,” Jason chuckled.
“Suffer my ass. You know being graced by my presence is a blessing. Anyway how was your weekend?”
“Quiet, but good. Yours?”
“Chile, I’m just now able to walk again,” he chortled. “Let me get back to work.”
The second night they closed together, Carlo was taking a bit longer than usual. Jason went to check on him and found that he was trying to collapse the ladder. “Need some help?”
“Sure. Thanks!”
“There,” Jason celebrated as he quickly accomplished the task. “All you needed was some muscle.”
“Yes I do,” purred Carlo.
“Always playing,” Jason blushed.
“You mean like this,” he said as he ran to an opening where there were no security cameras.
Carlo began to shake his booty. Jason stood there mesmerized. Carlo stopped and began laughing until he turned around. The look on Jason’s face was priceless.
“You like that, don’t you,” Carlo pressed.
“Uh, no,” Jason lied.
“Yes you do. Your eyes are intense.”
“That doesn’t mean anything. I’m just appalled at your behavior.”
“Well, your dick’s hard as a rock.”
“What,” Jason huffed as he reached down.
“I can take care of that real quick for you in the bathroom,” Carlo snatched up the opportunity.
Jason followed him to the restroom and locked the door. Carlo dropped to his knees and pulled out Jason’s tool in one move.
“I’m rough,” Jason warned him.
“That’s how I like it,” Carlo shot back.
Carlo licked it slowly and paused. “Savor it for a couple minutes so you can record me with my phone,” he said handing over the device. Jason hesitated. “Just do it. You won’t be on cam; just me.” Jason complied with the request. Carlo returned to delivering a sloppy slobber-filled blow job.
Jason loving it said, “Those lips are so pretty on this dick. You look just like a bitch sucking that dick.”
“Better than a girl, right daddy,” Carlo asked.
“Hell yeah! Suck that muthafucka!”
“Mmmm,” Carlo cooed.
“Lollipop that muthafucka!”
Carlo sucked for a few more seconds and took the phone from Jason. “Give it to me rough, Daddy,” he begged. Jason spread his feet apart for balance, grabbed the back of Carlo’s head, and shoved his meat in Carlo’s mouth. He slammed it repeatedly into the back of his throat. Saliva was falling out of Carlo’s mouth. He was choking and Jason did not care. Tears flowed from Carlo’s green contact covered eyes. He gagged. Jason thundered away.
“Take this muthafuckin’ dick, faggot,” Jason grunted. “Deep throat this big dick, bitch!” Jason fed Carlo his dick even more vigorously than before. Then, he pulled out and shot his seed all over Carlo’s face. “Goddamn,” Jason groaned. “That was good as fuck.”
“Yeah! We should do it again,” Carlo added as he began cleaning up.
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