Date: Tue, 5 Jan 2021 15:05:41 +0100 From: Sam Will Subject: Part 38: Becoming Jeff's Leather Slut Gift to Nifty. Not suitable for under 18's Love the feedback: Sam.willswill@mail.com ************************ Holding the dildos Enrico looked out of place, nervous, tentative. I flung my head back and opened my mouth dropping my tongue out. Dean followed. Enrico took a deep breath, looked nervous, everything wasn't right...then. ************************ Part 38: Pre Dinner If you understand the type of man Mr Anjou is then you understand he's not a man given to huge levels of patience. He's wealthy, very wealthy. He's used to getting exactly what he wants. He's not interested in time wasting or in those that stutter when looking at an opportunity. He's decisive. Back when I first knew him and from what I'm given to understand even years on he's surprisingly not the type of man driven by an insatiable desire to fuck. To him there's to much to do in life. So, when it comes to sex he's especially particular and gets exactly what he's looking for. To those of us on the receiving end of it it's a totally mind blowing experience. His hunger in those moments is incredible. But here we were, in a moment and Enrico, blessed with a unique opportunity was tentative. Not ready to step up. Yes he worked a low payed job in an expensive hotel. However, working in Mr Anjou's suite came with a hefty four figure cash tip and so Mr Anjou wanted him to step up. "Get out of the fucking way you stupid idiot" Mr Anjou roared, barging Enrico out of the way, grabbing the dildos and sinking them into mine and Dean's throats. "Do this! That's all you had to do, get out, I'll speak to the owner tomorrow". Enrico turned nervously, slowly walked to the door in the realisation he may just have lost his job! Dean and I in a slightly terrified way kept our eyes wide open, tears dripping, drool, spilling. Mr Anjou was obviously angry. "Look, look two nasty stupid white boys!! My favourite. Have you two been all excited? Thinking about what I'm going to do to you both. I bet you have. Stupid fags". Mr Anjou let go of the dildo in my throat and pulled out his cock, I'd actually forgotten how big it was, how thick, heavy. "Time for one of you to take a punishment fuck". He turned and fell back into a couch his huge cock pointing upwards, indicating that one of us was to mount him and ride him reverse cowgirl. Dean I knew glanced at me, but I wasn't that foolish. I was up and walking towards him instantly. Turning I beckoned him over. Feeling Mr Anjou push lube up my ass and then lowering me down. Gripping me underneath my hamstrings and starting to bounce me up and down. "Fuck yes, fuck yes you nasty white boy, couldn't resist, couldn't resist my big black cock could you. To stupid to resist aren't you you slut, dumb fucking bimbo boy. Ride it, let me reshape your colon!" Mr Anjou was showing no mercy to my ass, bouncing me like a toy! Ruining my ass, building a nasty slut boy gape early on. The way he had me positioned also gave me no options, no get out! I was fucking impaled. Dean had quickly followed and gone for my rock hard cock that was sticking up. He was just teasing the head, causing me to squeal a bit. He flicked his eyes, grinned, knowing exactly what he was doing. "Yes, fucking yes squeal you anal whore" came an angry growl from Mr Anjou. "Drive this right into your rectum, every inch" I knew the sensation beginning to hit me, I think, oh fuck, not again! Suddenly Dean pulled Mr Anjou's cock out of my used boy twat "suck it clean fuck toy" he growled and slightly held and balanced I looked down at Dean sucking my ass off The cock. "That's it fuck toy, work that bull cock" I was suddenly dropped off to the side and Mr Anjou stood. He walked away leaving both me and Dean confused. I shrugged before he came back with two fresh shirts. He walked up to me, ripped mine off me, stroked my chest "very nice". Handed me a new one throwing the old one in the bin. This was a man with money to burn! I didn't do up the zip, seemed to risky. But he nodded towards it indicating I should. Dean seemed to be in the right place. After putting on his fresh shirt he came and put an arm around my waist. Mr Anjou smiled "so proper drinks and dinner boys, then some more" he pointed towards the door and Dean and I slut walked out, me a bit sore! *********************** Love comments: Sam.willswill@mail.com