Malachi & Carlos

“Oh, I guess I’m hot for teacher then. Need a TA for your class? Because I got some T an A to grab.” Brock roars as he reaches up and around to squeeze Charlie’s furry pecs, before doing the same with his ass cheeks. Brock wasn’t the best student in his classes, but none of his teachers were ever as interesting as Charlie either. “Damn, Charlie! That’s too long!” He shakes his head as he continues to work the man’s cunt open. He can feel his own come seeping out of the hole, his fingers wet with his seed. “An ass like yours deserves to get pounded at least once a week, if not every other day.” Brock leans in close as he hears the whine, and twists his fingers inside of the man. “I’m pretty sure I’m man enough already, but go ahead and put me to the test if you’re not sure. I welcome constructive criticism of my work.”

-

“i’m happy you feel that way, kid, but are you gonna be able to give me what i need? there’s a difference between just talking yourself up and pure action.“ charlie fully believed that brock was gonna be able to come through for him. he just had that kind of studly aura that resonated so well with him. however, that didn’t mean he was gonna make easy for him. “get your pen and paper out, bud. it’s time for your exam....” he says before pushing himself up to his feet, ass still leaking. “question one: how long can you last with me on your face before you tap out?” he takes brock and puts him on the lounger before stepping over his head and giving both large cheeks a smack to get them moving. “no shame in calling it quits. i’ve been meaning to get a new dildo and yours is right up my alley.” if the fratboy wanted to ‘prove his worth’, he’d have to go up against charlie’s power-bottom side and ‘tame’ him in a sense. he lowered himself down on his face and pushed his hands into his abs for balance before starting to ride his face.

“Feel free to sit on my ‘C’ later, and see if it’s still an average.” Brock shoots back. He arches his hips forward just enough to smack his cock against the other’s thighs to remind him what he’s working with. Even after climax and going limp, Brock’s cock had a weight and girth that made Charlie’s thighs jiggle when he used it. “Plus, in our house a C average is still a passing grade. I’ll happily take that as a start.” Brock reaches up to place a tender kiss over Charlie’s tat again as his ‘apology’ for the bite. “I’m a slow learner.” Once Charlie started clenching his hole, that’s how Brock knew he was earning his time. He mumbled out his approval with his tongue still working his pucker open, his hands grazing over his cheeks to spread them further apart. “Damn, Charlie! I’m gonna need you to do that again once I got my dick in you.” Brock beams, his face a mess of saliva and hairs. He trace’s the man’s hole with two fingers before sliding them in to see how the man holds with quicker thrusts. “When’s the last time you got a proper fucking? Do I got more work ahead of me than you’re letting on?”

-

charlie knew that brock had a pretty good piece of met between his legs. the way they just went straight into the fucking told him everything he needed to do. he could feel the way the younger man was stretching him out and he was here for every single second of it. he wanted it as big as he could possibly get it. he was most certainly a size queen in that way. if it wasn’t above a certain size, he didn’t want it. whether he was the one getting fucked or the powerbottom in control of the session, he required a certain amount of substance before he could put his all into it. “i’m gonna have you calling me ‘professor’ by the time i’m through with you, kid. i got a few things to teach you.” he said with the glint of confidence that was bordering on arrogance. now that he had a taste of what he offered, he knew he had the boy wrapped around his finger. “mmmm, been about a month and a half since someone truly turned me out.” he clenches his ass around those two fingers and pushes against the thrusts, his ass in constant motion. “if only there was someone man enough to ride me ragged and put me away drenched.....” he whined out.

“Now I’m hurt!” Brock feigns with a pout clear across his lips. “And here I thought I was proving my worth… I doubt you can find someone who can dick you down as good and clean your pool while looking as hot as me.” Brock kept smacking at Charlie’s ass to show exactly who the man was messing with. Fingers dug into the warm, fuzzy mounds and gripped the man back as he went for his hair. “Don’t be mad about me biting your fuzzy peach when you literally have a pair of lips painted over it asking to be bit.” Brock joked as he focused on the task at hand. He moaned at the feel of Charlie’s furry ass shaking into him. Brock curled his tongue along his pucker and ran it along Charlie’s walls before sticking it forward to jab in and out in a repeated fashion. “What a fucking tight hole.” The boy moaned as he alternated between groping Charlie’s ass and his cock.

-

“mmm....you’re doing alright right now......though, i’m gonna have to get more from you to really raise your score. i think you’re sitting at about a ‘c’ average right now....” brock was giving him exactly what he needed but that didn’t mean he wanted the kid to rest on his laurels. he wanted him to keep giving more and more and more. was it greedy of him? absolutely. however, he didn’t care in the least bit. he knew what he wanted and he always got what he wanted, one way or another. plus, brock seemed like the kind of guy that would appreciate the challenge put in front of him. “the lips are to kiss, not bite. there’s a difference.” he teases before falling into another chain of moans as the college boy got back to work. the kid definitely wasn’t backing down, that was for sure. there were a few times he could recall where he was simply too much for the guy he was with and essentially became a powerbottom. he didn’t think he’d have that kind of scenario with brock. he chuckled at the comment about his hole and made sure to clench every tight down on his tongue just to show him who he was dealing with.

“I always do. What did you think I just did?” Brock teased as he grabbed Charlie by the waist and just humped at his ass. The man was hot, eager, and so hot that it bore repeating. Brock knew he had plenty to work with, so he was going to find out how much he had. Just the way he moaned over Brock pulling out made the frat wanna fuck him again, but he settled for teasing him with his thumb. “Three minutes? That’s plenty of time.” He kept lazily fingering Charlie as his load seeped out of him. He bent down to press his lips against the tattoo imprint, before he sank his teeth to leave a nice set of teeth marks over it. “Let’s try that creamy filling.” Brock joked as he slid down to bring his face right into Charlie’s cheeks. One hand wrapped around the man’s cock and squeezed while the other spread his ass open. The boy dove right in and began fucking the hole with his tongue, lapping up his own come as it dripped out of his hole.

-

“if that first round was your ‘best shot’, than it’s all downhill from here. i might as well get up now and find another young college stud to get between my legs....” of course, he was teasing. he couldn’t resist the chance to. he could tell that brock was gonna go above and beyond to try and impress him. it wasn’t in the kid’s nature to perform ‘under the mark’ and that’s what he liked about him. he knew the porn cliche of the pool boy but he never thought he’d actually be in a situation like that. he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, though. this was exactly what the doctor ordered. “the clock starts now.” he says over his shoulder before he can feel him going to work. he kept his ass raised in the air and let out a hiss as he felt teeth sink into his skin. “just know.....i bite back.” he let brock interpret that however he wanted before he felt that tongue up his ass. he let out a long moan and pushed his hips back into it. he even reached back to get a grip in his hair to get him as deep in as he could.

“I’ll let you know when I think of it.” Charlie hardly blinked at Brock’s demands, but he didn’t want to be too demanding. He wasn’t even sure if the man was serious, so he just played along for now with the idea of being a kept boy. “Sorry. My frat house is never afraid to toss the bar as high as we can. You know what they say: go big or go home.” Brock never held back when he was having a good time, and he wasn’t going to do it now. “What’s the worst that could happen? I don’t give you four loads and you send me home? Still worth it.” Brock grinned as Charlie challenged his boldness. Even if he didn’t manage to meet his goal, the boy wasn’t going to stop from trying. “Fine. Let’s see if I can’t convince you to put dessert ahead of that.” Brock sat back up and slowly pulled his cock out of the man’s ass. His hands ran along the curves and traced over his now gaping pucker. A thumb dipped inside and slowly pressed against his walls. “What’s it gonna be, stud? How am I earning my money next?”

-

he was definitely loving this boy’s energy. he reminded him of himself at that age, funnily enough. once he had the freedom of being at college, he ‘blossomed’ into the beginning stages of how he was now. he wouldn’t have had the slightest problem with letting brock move in. he’d have to put him through the necessary processes and assessments first but he had a feeling he’d pass with flying colors. “gimme your best shot.” he fully expected the frat boy to give him his all. after all, with how things were going up to this point, anything less than 100% would’ve been just an outright travesty. “you can earn your money by worshiping my ass. kiss it, lick it, bite it, all of it.” he moaned as  he was left feeling empty and needy again. the thumb helped but it was nothing compared to the kid’s length. “i’ll give you three minutes before i pin you down and ride that handsome face of yours.”

“That makes two of us enjoying ourselves.” Brock loved how Charlie was just giving it his all. The man wasn’t as uptight as he might have been at first glance, which only made the frat boy like him even more. If he was truly as depraved as he was putting himself out to be, Brock had no problem matching his energy. “I like to have my own mini fridge and 50 inch screen tv in my room, so start ordering them now.” Brock jokes as he’s tempted by the idea. Leaving the frat to live with some guy at his mansion? It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. The way Charlie pushed back into him as he came only made Brock wanna breed him again already. He reciprocated the kiss and gently moaned against his lips. “Just three? I can do that before lunch. Hell, I’ll be four loads out and finish the pool before you even finish grabbing us dinner.” He reaches back to give the furry ass a squeeze. “As long as these cakes are on the dessert menu, that is.”

-

“you’re already putting in orders for decor, huh? anything else i should add to the list?” the idea of living with someone like brock wasn’t exactly the most unappealing thing in the world. he had a large mansion, meaning there was plenty of space that he simply wasn’t using or hadn’t found a use for yet. the boy was hot as hell, so he wouldn’t get bored of seeing him around the place. the fact that he had a nice dick and knew how to use it definitely scored some points in his favor. it was certainly something to think about, should the kid want to actively pursue the idea further. “careful there, stud. don’t set too high a bar for yourself. i don’t want you ending up like icarus and getting wax in my pool.” he joked. if brock thought he could go that long, more power to him. he wasn’t gonna complain at all. no matter how much he did, it would all be pleasure for him. “let’s get through lunch first. then, we’ll think about desserts.”

It hadn’t been long since Brock’s last fuck, but it still felt like it. He loved having moments like these were it turned into an unexpected raunch fest. Charlie wasn’t shy about wanting this either. And from the looks of him laid out on arms, he loved the way Brock took control. “Nah. I’ll pump a load in you and work myself a second one before I even finish the first one.” He kept himself sheathed in Charlie’s ass and wiggled his hips against it to tease the man’s hole. “You really are enjoying this huh? Getting to relax and enjoy your hole pounded?” Brock muses as he slowly rolls his hips back to slip his cock out, only to push in and slam his way through once more. “Double? Fuck it, I’m gonna look for your third too, then.” Brock speeds his thrusts to a rough pace, grunting as he feels himself ready to blow. “Here comes the first one!” Brock moans as he bucks and bucks against Charlie until he throws himself over his back and empties out his load. Brock can feel his hips jerk upward as he spills his seed, and he stretches his arms over Charlie’s in the process. “How’s that for a first breeding? I bet your ass is ready to spill already on account of I got a heavy flow. You can thank to my massive sac for that.”

-

charlie wasn’t as free and out with his sexual preferences as brock was. as much as he might want to, he can’t just pick some random guy off the street with a nice bulge and get him between his legs. that was too risky to his public image. he had to go through a certain process and make sure everything was in order. though, he couldn’t lie and say that didn’t add an extra element of deviousness to it. if people knew what he was up to right now, they’d lose their collective shit. “you’re giving me what i want, so i’m gonna enjoy it while you’re still here.” he let out a chuckle at hearing that. “find my third hole and i’ll let you move in and be my personal sexboy.” that would be more than fair in his mind. he wouldn’t want to let the kid go at that point. when he got the warning, he pushed his ass up as high as he could get it to take the incoming load. he let out a long moan as he could feel the warmth rush through him. “mmmmm, not bad, kid.” with brock molded over him, he felt it fair to just clench his walls and rut against his waist. at the same time, he turned his head to kiss the fratboy. “ha, you’re funny, kid. you’re gonna need about three loads like that before you fill me up, if your ‘massive sac’ can handle that.....”

“I can tell. It’s definitely better than my usual sluts.” Brock grinned as he felt Charlie reciprocated the kiss. Brock couldn’t deny he loved a young co-ed who let him take the reins. But this? Charlie knew exactly what he was doing and how to move to suck Brock in and milk him base to tip. He didn’t even know how long he was going to last with him, but he refused to make it end too quickly. “Oh, you bet I am. You just make sure to take it all.” He gripped his hands on Charlie’s hips and pulled him back into his hips. “What I may lack in stamina I more than make up in repetition.” Brock hisses in his ear before he sits up and pulls Charlie’s ass up with him to prop the man’s ass up. He proceeds to pound his cock in the man, panting with every thrust. “God, your ass looks so good on my cock. I can’t wait to have it on my face. I’m gonna give it my own special print on it.” Brock’s hand smacks down on both of his ass cheeks, eager to make it red and sore from his assault.

-

if this was what it was like answering personal ads for services, he might just have to consider making it more of a regular thing. brock was certainly going ‘above and beyond’ his duties as the pool cleaner and he was loving every single second of it. his ass had been in need of a good pounding for a while now and the boy was, thankfully, scratching that itch for him. the fact that he was taking what he was giving and not backing down from the challenge only made it hotter for him. with brock pulling him back against his waist, his lower body was angled upward in the air a bit more. “repetition, huh? well, that’s good to know. i’d hate for a stud liike you to be a one-pump chump. my ass needs a man that can breed it and make it overflow.” he says over his shoulder before resting his head on his arms and pushing back against the other’s thrusts. he wasn’t about to let this cock get away without being thoroughly worked over. the way his ass was bouncing was obscene but he couldn’t have had a wider grin on his face. “i’ll double your pay rate if you can fuck through my second hole, bud. i need my ass wrecked.”

Brock grinned and puffed out his chest as Charlie called him a stud. Something about having his suspicions confirmed only inflated the boy’s already enlarged ego. “You wait and see what this college boy can do.” Brock teases as he feels the man whisper in his ear, and fuck it all if it isn’t the hottest thing he’s heard yet. He’s so invested in letting Charlie do his thing that he doesn’t realize that he’s pushing Brock’s cock in himself. Brock’s eyes open wide and he moans loudly as the man slams into his hips and fucks himself right up to the base. “Fuck me, man! Let’s do it then!” Charlie’s tight as a drum around his cock, but Brock refuses to let that stop his fun. He rolls his hips back and forth to match Charlie’s movements, feeling them work together to stretch out his hole. “God, you’re tight for an older dude. Gonna need to work extra to open you up.” Brock jests before grabbing the man’s face and pressing their lips together for a heated kiss. He moans as his tongue washes against Charlie’s, and slams his hips down to feel the lounger shake from their combined weight.

-

by no means was this charlie’s first time at the radio. he’d been taking dick up his ass since his senior year of high school. all those years of experience molded and shaped him into the hungry bottom that he was right now. he knew what he could take and how to work a man to get the most for his money. him slamming himself all the way down on brock was completely calculated. he wanted the kid to know just the kind of man that he was dealing with. he was gonna have to match his energy to be able to keep up with him. otherwise, it would only be so long before he gets completely overwhelmed. thankfully, that didn’t seem to be too much of an issue. brock might’ve been stunned at first but he was quickly settling into the rhythm that the older man was setting. “i’m not your typical sorority slut, kid. my ass is top-tier.” he chuckled before being brought into the kiss. he gave the other his tongue while making sure his walls were squeezing and clenching down nice and tight on his cock. his ass couldn’t look great on the outside but be trash on the inside. that just wouldn’t be right. “you gonna be able to keep up, big guy?” he teased against his lips.

Brock knew he probably was better off taking his shorts off altogether, but he couldn’t wait that long. He wanted to feel Charlie’s hairy cheeks pressed against his cock, and the man did not disappoint. He propped himself up on his forearms at either side of Charlie’s head and watched as the man worked his ass back into his length. “I’m very comfortable now.” Brock groans as he just ruts back into his shakes, feeling himself slick in his own pre. He teases Charlie by shaking his own hips into him, giving the man a taste of what his speedy thrusts are like. “You’re shaking it alright. You’re shaking it so good…” Brock reaches down and smacks Charlie’s ass where his tattoo is, before giving it a hearty squeeze. “You mind if I get a… closer look? My dick keeps getting in the way off all this shaking of yours, and you deserve all of my focus.” His hand keeps groping and kneading the older man’s ass before adding the other to spread Charlie’s cheeks apart and rub his cock right up against his taint.

-

now that charlie was fully ‘in his element’, he wasn’t going to hold back anymore. brock was a major stud and he could feel the kind of dick he was working with. he didn’t need to physically see it with his eyes to know that it was gonna satisfy him in all the ways he needed and wanted. the time for teasing and playing around was over, as far as he was concerned. was brock ready for everything charlie had to offer? he didn’t know the answer to that but they were about to find out real soon. he pushes himself up onto his hands so he can get a better at working his hips against the other’s dick. “of course, stud. lemme help you out with that.....” he felt the cockhead rubbing against his pucker and grinned wide. he leans up into his ear and whispers. “let’s see if they make you college boys like they used to.” he then pushes his hips up and practically slams his ass down on his dick, swallowing it with ease. “fuuuuuuuuck.......” he moans out at the sudden feeling of being so full before starting to work his hips against brock’s waist.

“Hey!” Brock could tell Charlie was enjoying his company as much as he was, so he wasn’t worried about pissing him off. The older man wanted to make jokes? He could make them just as easily. “Good. Wouldn’t want you sore on your day of relaxation.” The stud joked as he kept rubbing the sunscreen onto the man right before he pressed himself over his ass. He didn’t think Charlie would make a move, but then he felt his ass rubbing up at him, and it earned a hard grunt from Brock’s lips. “Fuck.” He drops his head against Charlie’s shoulder as he rubs right back into it, and feels the pre begin to form. “Is that so? You know all about giving a good shake then?” Brock eventually lifts his head back up to look down at the ass in motion, and his bulge wedged between those cheeks. “Shit! I’m gonna get sunscreen all over my trunks! I should probably take them off before I keep going!” He declares before reaching down and pushing his swim trunks just enough to let his cock flop out on Charlie’s ass. “You said you didn’t mind me joining you, right?” Brock reminds the man as he slides his bare cock into his cheeks again, and a low groan slips from his lips.

-

teasing each other back and forth like this was fun. however, it was only gonna be able to go on for so long before someone would have to do something a bit more direct. charlie had a hungry ass and they both knew that by the end of this ‘exchange’, they were gonna be fucking. brock was about as hard as he could be between his legs and charlie was all but offering his ass to him on a silver platter. if that meant he had ‘take the initiative’ and kick the boulder down the hill, then so be it. he didn’t mind at all, as long as he got what he wanted. "not in the least bit. as long as you’re comfortable, that’s all that matters to him.” he let him remove his shorts before pressing right back into his dick once more. now, there was actual skin to skin contact and that just made it all the better. “i’ll let you be the judge of whether or not i know how to shake....” he says before outright hotdogging the other’s dick with his hips and shaking his ass back and forth with relative ease. the sight alone was sinful enough.

“I doubt it’s that long ago. You look young and spry to me.” Brock laughed along as he kept his hands on Charlie. The man might be a few extra years older than him, but he was far from ancient. The fact that his cock was reaching down to his thigh told Brock all he needed to know about Charlie’s ‘old’ age, and then some. He did contain his smirk as he heard the moan from the man’s lips, and couldn’t resist bucking into his ass to let out one of his own. “Whatever you prefer. Wouldn’t want you to strain your knees staying up so long.” Brock teases back and gives Charlie a subtle smack as he makes his way to the lounger. Now that he’s facing away, Brock gives his bulge a squeeze and a silent groan. The man was a fucking stud, and he was going to enjoy every minute of his company. “Comfortable now?” Brock grins as he leans over Charlie and sits just below his spread legs. He resumes working his way up his calves, all the way up to his thighs. He keeps avoiding Charlie’s ass just to see the man squirm. “I think we might need that other bottle after all. Where did you leave it? I’ll go ahead and get it for you so you don’t have to get up.” Brock offers as he casually moves up to look around the chair, resulting in his hips once again pressing down onto the man’s furry cheeks.

-

“case proven, then.” he laughed. by no means would he ever call himself ‘old’. charlie worked with plenty of ‘old’ people all the time and he was nowhere near that age range yet. the man knew the importance of keeping up with his body and even though he was in his thirties, he looked like he could still pass for his late-twenties, especially if he shaved. people always told him that he had a ‘baby face’. “oh, shut it.” he gave the other a slight puah to the shoulder before he went over to his lounger. “very comfortable.” he replied and got ready for ‘part two’. he bit his bottom lip in anticipation as he felt those hands get higher and higher up his legs......but they didn’t touch his ass. it was then that he realized the boy was trying to tease him. they both knew what was going on between them. there was just no denying it at this point. “it’s in the house but you don’t have to get it.” he pushes up a bit and starts rubbing his ass more directly against his groin, slotting the bulge right between his cheeks with ease. “you just gotta give the bottle a real good shake to get every last drop in there....”

“These hands?” Brock jokes as he gives Charlie’s sides a squeeze and a subtle grunt to his ear. “I take care of myself pretty well. You should see the faces from my house brothers when they I walk around at night with a full face mask and scrub. One of these days I’m just gonna put them all in one while they’re passed out and see if they notice any changes.” Brock doesn’t shy from rolling his hips forward against Charlie as he wags his hips backward. His cock was at full mast and pressing into him now, something he had to be aware of. “I wouldn’t be a good hire if I didn’t have them.” Brock had his hips fully pressed into Charlie’s ass as he stretched down to. He slid his hands over his ass only to reach down towards his thighs, and focused on them instead. He even tried to casually look over the man’s shoulder to see if he was as turned on as he was. “I hope you don’t mind me being so close in you like this. This is harder than it looks with both of us standing up.” He suggests as he keeps trying to rub Charlie’s legs and thighs, causing his bulge to rub against his ass in the process.

-

“a nightly skin care routine is pretty much essential. i’m sure they wouldn’t even notice as long as you take it off of them before they wake up in the morning. young college boys aren’t exactly known to be the most.....attentive. i should know. i was one at a point.” he gave a short laugh. be could most certainly feel the way brock’s cock was pushing up against his bare skin. there was no way he couldn’t feel it. looking over his shoulder, he’d be able to see that charlie’s cock had grown down his thigh and even began to collect some pre-cum at the tip. the businessman let out a bit of a moan and shudder when those hands went over his ass but brock continued going lower instead. “if you’re having trouble, i can just lay on my lounger.” he says and moves toward the chair. he lays down on his stomach and folds his arms under his had as a makeshift pillow while his hips are somewhat raised in the air.

Charlie was hitting on him. There was just no way a guy like him was doing this kind of stuff with a guy like Brock without expecting a little extra ‘work’ put into it. “No shit? I’m jealous. I’ve always wanted to take a couple classes.” He admits as he tilts his head into Charlie’s when he feels him lean in. “I might hit you up on some pointers then. Although, I give a hundred and ten percent on everything I do. Gotta do better to keep up with me.” He pretends not to notice Charlie’s eyes glancing down to his bulge and just focuses on the bottle handed to him. “Let’s get to work.” Brock squeezed an obscene amount into his hands before he just slapped his hands on Charlie’s lower back. “We have a lot of ground to cover with you.” He teases as he works his way upward to his shoulders, letting the mess he plastered slowly drip over Charlie’s ass. He presses into his back and shoulders, putting as much effort into covering Charlie as he did. So what if we was close enough his bulge grazed against Charlie’s ass in the process? Brock just acted like he didn’t the first time. And the second. And the third. “I should probably get your lower half too, seeing as how you just went buck naked in this scorching sun.” Brock suggests as his hands dip down to the man’s waist and rubs circles just above his cheeks.

-

there was no doubt in his mind at all. he was gonna be keeping brock around for a good long while. he’d be a fool to let a kid like this get away from him. they were clearly riding the same wave and were looking toward the same things. charlie was being a bit more on the ‘subtle’ side while brock was a bit more blatant. they both knew where this would end up and it was more a matter of just getting there at this point. “i think you should do it. with hands like yours, i’m sure you’d be a natural at it.” he was turned around and getting shivers running through him with the way he was being massaged. a chuckle did leave his lips, though, at that comment. “don’t worry, i’ve got another bottle inside if we run out.” he jokes before wagging his hips back against the other’s groin, easily stimulating his already growing bulge all the more. “i think that’s a great idea. you’re just so full of them today, aren’t you?”

“I bet you do.” Brock said with his own chuckle before looking ahead again. Charlie had to at least be curious about him. No straight guy goes balls naked and puts his hands on another dude he barely just met. Not even the guys did that unless they had ten beers or a dare to do. Brock just stood and let the man work his hands on his back. Charlie might have been quiet, but Brock was groaning as he felt his hands press into his shoulder blades. “Damn, that feels nice. I must’ve been working too hard.” He places his arms on his hips to arch his back muscles back and show more definition to his dimensions. “Did you get everywhere? Don’t wanna get home and find a happy face tanned to my lower back.” Brock turns to show how all of Charlie’s ‘help’ has caused a subtle tent in his shorts. “Hand over that sunscreen. I got a lot more ground to cover on you.”

-

every step he was taking was another step down the path that got brock between his legs. as soon as he saw the boy in person, he knew that’s what he wanted. judging by the size of his house and his pool, charlie was the kind of man that always got what he wanted. he made sure to get deep into the other’s muscles and he could tell by the sounds the kid was making, he was doing a damn good job. “i have a degree in massage therapy, so i’d hope it feels pretty good.” his hands move all over the other’s back with efficiency and a quickness that only confirms his skill level. “i always give 100% whenever i put my mind to something.” he leans in and says in his ear before brock turns for him. his eyes glance down to his bulge and light up on seeing it. he could tell brock was big and he loved big men. “here ya go.” he says with a smile as he hands over the sunscreen before turning around. his ass was large enough that with a single step back, he was brushing into it.

Brock expected this from the brothers at the house. It wasn’t a normal day if there wasn’t at least one incident of pantsing, and it wasn’t a party if someone didn’t streak across the block. He was just surprised a guy like Charlie was doing it, hanging out with his ass and cock out for a stranger to see. “I could use a break from cleaning… but I’m still making it a part of my service fee.” Brock teases as he gives his own pecs a squeeze. This wasn’t just in his head: Charlie was checking him out and Brock made sure to give him a good show. Since he was the one who offered, Brock got close to Charlie, inches from his face before turning around and flexing his back for him. “Just watch where you point that thing.” Brock adds as he looks over his shoulder. “Wouldn’t want you poking around before I get my turn to do you.”

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charlie was being about as ‘subtle’ as brock was when he was first walking through the house and looking at everything. he didn’t care if the other knew he was checking him out or not. the way he saw it, if he had a problem with it, he’d say something about it. judging from the way their interactions were going, he definitely didn’t have any kind of problem with it. he had a feeling they were simply feeding off of each other’s energies and keeping them cycling along. “oh, you don’t have to worry about that. i know how to handle my equipment.” he says with a chuckle before getting some sunscreen in his hands and pressing them into the other’s muscled back. he had to hold back the groans that were threatening to spill from his lips as he got real deep and thorough with his actions.

Brock didn’t think the guy would do it, but suddenly he’s bending over and pulling his speedo down and giving him a clear view of his ass. It was just as furry and tatted as the rest of him, which only made Brock’s cock stiffen more. He was too busy staring at the kissprint on his cheek to realize Charlie was turning, bringing his cock into view. “Whoa!” Brock nearly felt it smack his hand and lifted it up just at the last minute. “Nice cock, man. You must be popular.” Brock can’t help but say as he takes in the sight of it. He only looks away after he feels the sunblock on his palm, and looks back up at the man’s face. “We’ll find out soon enough. Thanks.” Brock smears it onto both palms before he starts rubbing it over his shoulders and down his arms. He takes his time rubbing it into his biceps and forearms before bring it to his chest and working it into his toned pecs.

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in his earlier years, charlie was never one to turn away a dare,. that was a personality trait that both worked for him and against him at the same time. it just depended on the situation at hand. when brock ‘challenged’ him to take off his speedo, he wasn’t doing anything more than just giving him permission to do so, whether he knew it or not. now, his entire body was free to feel the sun and the boy’s immediate reaction to seeing him in all his glory was more than enough to put a smile on his face. “thanks, i’d like to think so.” even though his cock wasn’t his ‘main attraction’, it was definitely a nice asset. it was a nice length and a respectable girth, bouncing off his thighs as he walked. still, his ass was just that much better. “i’ll get your back if you get mine?” he offers after blatantly checking the boy out as he lathers up. brock was the hottest guy he’d had over n a good while and he wanted to savor every moment.