Made A Wrong Turn

And why do you say that?

Because children are fuckin' gross. They steal your time and money. Do you have kids or something?

Sometimes I feel really bad for babies.

I feel bad for those who have babies.

I don’t know. A beard and nothing else…wouldn’t that be an odd combination. [He bit his lip, stepping closer to the man as his hands moved with the falling pants, sliding over a pair of completely smooth cheeks until he was grasping one in each hand, squeezing slightly] Wow. They certainly did a good job with you. What about the prized areas, though. [He murmured, eyes falling to Sullivan’s lips as his fingers slid into the man’s crack, one sliding straight over his entrance and not stopping until it reached his balls, inspecting the waxing there, too] It definitely feels hot. Smooth asses make rimming all the more enticing, too. [He licked his lips, grinning sultrily] Would you agree…what was your name again? [He frowned, his hands moving back to grip the man’s cheeks as his fingertips carried on their exploration of his ass crack]

{Sullivan wanted nothing more than to jump on the man and test his strength right then and there but decided against it. He didn't want to break anything and get on his shit list already} So you have no interest in kind gestures or words? Well, you're certainly different. Okay, then. Lets get in there and we'll see who's the king of the mattress. {Sulli stepped out of his car and eagerly walked to the front door} Hurry. Before I lost my patience.

Got time for a quickie? ;)

I do my best. [He smirks.] I like dining by candlelight and walking on the beach at sunset. [He joked and then chuckled.] You’re smart, boy. I like to be in charge. And it isn’t a secret, at all. So… Once we reach my place you can get out of this. [He teased placing a hand on Sullivan’s inner thigh squeezing once before back his hand to the wheel.]

{Praise was always a sure way to get on Sulli's nice list} That's what my mama liked to tell me. Well perhaps I could treat you to a candle lit picnic on the beach sometime. {As the weight was rested on his thigh and pressure was applied to his sweet spot Sullivan drew in a small hiss of pleasure.} How much longer till we're at your place? It's been fuckin' forever since anybody's had the balls to dominate me. I think most are intimidated. I mean, I'm no twink. Shit.

Because, you probably end up with hands so dirty that a manicure is the only way to effectively clean them. I’m fine with my hands how they are, thanks. I’ve never had any complaints about them. You do look good, though. At least, the parts of you that I can see. I’m sure the rest is just as delicious. [He grinned, stepping closer to the man as he reached out to grasp his dick, like it was the most casual thing in the world] It’s nice to meet you too. Especially as I have no idea who you are. You’re pretty damn thick, even soft. Not bad. [He ran his fingers across the silky smooth base of the man’s cock, smirking as he looked him in the eye] Not bad at all. I hope your ass is as smooth as this is. There’s something pretty sexy about someone who waxes. Maybe I’ll get one myself, if you drop the worn-out cliches.

{The glide of his new friend's hand over his dick caused Sullivan to inhale deeply at the relief it brought him. Sure, it's not like hadn't gotten laid recently but each and every time was like the first. He thought he was blessed because of that.} I can assure you my ass is equally as soft. I like to keep myself moisturized and hair is a no no for me. Unless I decide to get scruffy. Some guys like the feel of my beard lightly skimming along their hips and along their dicks, man. Why don't you go ahead and feel for yourself, babe. {With that he reached down and shoved the material of his jeans and boxers down to his thighs, giving his new pal a lot more room to work with.}

Oh I’ve heard of a few wild ones, that’s for sure. Of course, however I hope you don’t think I’m always going to be this easy.

Speaking of which, what are a few of your vices? Are any of these wild ones apart of your turn ons list? {Sullivan dropped down to the floor, one knee at a time before his hands immediately reached out for the man's belt, tugging it open. He hooked his fingers into the waistband and yanked both jeans and undies down his thighs in one fluid motion, exposing him.} I'll just consider myself lucky this time. {He took a firm grasp on the boy's dick and began to slide his hand along it's length}

I just really don’t see the point of a manicure, unless your work involves a lot of grease or oil, or the like. But, anyway…you’d rather show me? I like that.

Now that I don't understand. Why would you spend good money on making your hands fuckin' flawless when you're just going to go and fuck it all up? I make a lot of deals. I handle a lot of goods. I guess I just have a thing about lookin' good from head to toe. I'd like to show you how fuckin' smooth it is. {With that he began to pop the button on his jeans and dragged down the zipper, pulling out his flaccid dick} Go ahead and have a feel. I don't bite. Unless you want me to.

Oh I don’t sleep with everyone, no. I don’t think anyone is a fan of STDs, love. Of course I am. I get tested every month like a good boy.

You'd be surprised at what sort of kinks or fetishes are out there, man. Awesome. Well then I can honestly say it's becoming more and more difficult to resist you then. Mind if I have a taste?