Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2023 18:58:26 +0000 From: whipped Subject: Remote Work in West Virginia - Part 2 The following story is about the relationship between an 18 year old rural West Virginian and his much older sugar daddy. There is no rape and there is no prostitution. However, there is definitely an age and power and financial gap between the two. It is a slow build and about a gradual seduction into gay sex. Do not read this story if you are under 18. All characters in this story are 18 or older. This is a complete work of fiction not inspired by real people or events. Never exploit others and always use protection in real life. If you like twinks, always card your lovers. If you enjoy this and other stories, consider donating to Nifty. Remote Work in Wet Virginia Part 2 Thomas I wanted to jerk off when the boy left, but I knew the eventual nut would be much better if I let it build up. So, I brushed my teeth and went to bed. I could still taste his teenage jism in my throat and mouth. I wondered if it would taste different if he had nutted in my mouth. I imagined him groaning and gripping my head as he fucked my face and my dick started chubbing up on its own. I thought, "Not yet" and turned off the lights. Derrick I beat off three times when I got home. Nowhere near my record of eight times, but my dick just wouldn't go down. The next day at school was rough af. I couldn't concentrate on anything. Everybody liked my hair and the kicks though. My old kicks were mids and I got teased constantly about them. Mr. Jackon had got me some killer lowtops. I just kept telling everybody I had had a big tipper. Cindy Macklemore even tried giving me a handjob in class, although the teacher stopped that real quick. All I could think about was Mr, Jackson and what was next. I wasn't ready for what I walked into. The house smelled good. Really good. He had been cooking I guess for a while. There was fresh bread out of some bread machine thing, home made lasagna with some kind of peppers and sausage and fancy French cheese in it, and even a salad with some kind of home made dressing. He tried to kiss me when I came in, but I just said, "don't" and he let me go after a hug. Then he had me set the table. Thomas He turned his head when I tried to kiss him, but that was fine. I would have done the same or worse at his age if some old bald guy with a beard tried to slip me tongue. But he didn't leave. We talked about his day at school and his girlfriend and some cheerleader squeezing his pecker in history. He ate more of the food than I could wolf down, which I didn't mind at all. He had multiple helpings of the lasagna and said it was the best salad he ever had. When things started to wind down with the food, I decided it was time to reiterate the point from yesterday. I put on my deep serious voice and told him: You're a sexy kid. You know that. And you know like you would with a hot girl, I want you. But this is a date. You don't have to do anything you don't want to and you can leave anytime you want. You're the girl in this scenario and I don't force my partners into anything. You can say no at anytime, just like with the kiss. You understand? He replied, in a higher than normal voice, "Yes, sir." I started to correct him, to tell him to call me Thomas, but stopped myself. If he wanted to call me sir, that was fine with me. So I said instead, "Go take a shower, use that citrus scrub all over your body, and get nice and fresh. Make sure and clean that sexy little tight butt of yours too. Then go to my bedroom naked." And then I waited. Derrick Until Mr. Jackson, I just used whatever in the shower. He had a little sponge with my name on the tag waiting for me in his bathroom. The citrus scrub smelled good af, like bathing in oranges. He had some of the peppermint shampoo so I used that too. NGL, I had to stop myself from wacking off. The fancy stuff felt so good on my cock. I didn't know what he really meant about my butt. I scrubbed my cheeks and legs and taint area, then decided to just go for it. I tried to even press a soapy finger up my butthole, but it was just too tight. I used a towel to dry off and thought about wearing one out of the bathroom, but he had said naked. So, I dropped it and just went for it. I told myself it was just like being in a locker room. Thomas I thought for a second when I saw him how right the ancient Greeks and Romans had it. Boys like this were meant to be with older men. I imagined him briefly as a slaveboy or some patrician's son served up for guests or my apprentice taking care of my needs in return for training. Then I called him over to me. I wrapped my arms around him and fondled his ass. I breathed in the smell of teenage boy and citrus and peppermint. Then I knelt in front of him and asked, " Can I kiss and suck and taste your body?" He gulped and I could literally see his Adam's apple bob up and down. Then he nodded. He had size ten feet and I began by lowering my head to them and licking the top of them. Then I started sucking his toes, giving each one its own little blowjob. I lifted his foot and licked the bottom of his feet too. He wasn't making sounds, but his dick was starting to harden. I asked if he liked it and he groaned, "Yes, sir." Then I went up. I kissed my way up his completely muscled calves and thighs. Neither had an ounce of fat. Then I made my way up up to his testicles. I lapped at his balls for what felt like forever. But I didn't move from there to his cock. I wanted that to wait. I laid on my back on the floor, then pulled him down until he was sitting on my face, Then I ate his ass. I used every trick from nearly forty years of eating pussy to make his hole feel good. I lapped at it. Stuck my tongue in him. Wrote the alphabet with my tongue. And I did it all while jacking him off. And I came in my pants while doing it. Without even touching myself. Derrick My legs were quivering. I had never imagined anything could feel this good. I had had a girl suck my dick for a minute, but nothing ever felt like this. His tongue was warm and sloppy and felt so good on my nutsack. He was jerking my dick while he licked them and I wanted that to last forever. Then he stopped and laid on the floor. He reached his arms up and pulled me down by my hipbones. Onto his face. I thought maybe he was going to try and 69 for a second or something and I was freaking out about how to say no. Then I felt it. His tongue. Up my butthole. And everything that happened earlier was nothing compared to that. If having their cunt eaten felt this good to girls, then I don't know how they weren't all sluts. My dick became rock hard. I started rocking on his face and he responded by jerking me off. I almost blacked out it felt so good. I couldn't even think, just groan and rock on his face. When I finally came, it was the best orgasm of my life. About five wads of cum shot out of my dick, some almost hitting the roof of the room before coming back down to my belly. Then I just collapsed. Thomas I picked him up and brought him to the shower. He laughed, but he was light enough it wasn't much of a struggle. When we got there, I gestured to the shower and told him to,"Get in and clean up." Then I undressed and got in with him. Derrick If I was a fag, he wasn't the kind of guy I'd be into. He was old and hairy and balding and had a beer belly. I figured if I was queer I'd be with some femboy or something. When he got in the shower, he started scrubbing my body all over. He even shampooed my hair. Then he handed me the round washing thing and said, "My turn." Thomas He was hesitant at first. He just sort of slowly rubbed the loofa on my chest. But then I gripped his hand and started moving it rougher and faster over my body and he went with it. He barely hesitated when running it over my junk and ass. I pushed down on his shoulders and he obeyed, going to his knees. It was one of the sexiest sights I'd ever seen. A wet and soapy naked eighteen year old athletic kid kneeling in a shower looking up at me for orders. I couldn't resist. I placed one of my meaty fingers on his bottom lip and pushed it in. His mouth was warm and wet around it. But it wasn't time for that yet. I lifted up my leg and said, "Get my feet good, then you can get out of here." He replied, "Yes, sir" and even gave them them a little soapy massage. Derrick My head was a mess. No girl had ever done what he did to me. My dick was the hardest it'd ever been. Just thinking about his tongue up my butt had me rock hard on the way home. But I also knew it couldn't last the way it was going. When his finger went in my lips and he looked at me, it was like rehearsal or something.