I would meet Rusty as a potential real estate buyer. He looked too handsome in his tight cream-colored polo and physique forming tight dark pants. When I walked in the kitchen to meet him, he was bent over the counter scrolling on his phone, propped up by his elbows. His tight muscular ass was perking up deliciously at the base of the slope of his back.
Rusty was built like a college runner, 26 years old with fluffy brown hair, a trim beard, big warm brown eyes and the most delightful smile I had ever seen. The youngest of several brothers, Rusty was a playful and energetic jock who always looked up to his coaches and the seniors of his sports teams.
When I walked in he was a little flustered, it was cute to see the naturally boyishly cheerful stud caught off guard. I chuckled as he drank me in, tall ruggedly handsome, burly chested and dressed like a lumberjack in my crimson flannel. The poor lad had always naturally admired handsome hunky older men, and I chuckled at the perk in his eyes and smile I was all too accustomed to. Handsome younger men always look at me like they want to climb me like a tree. They just don’t realize how blatant it looks to me to watch their heterosexuality melt away. Rusty practically swooned into my chest hair peaking out over my wife beater.
I put my hand on the small of Rusty’s back and gave him a gentle push into motion to rebalance him. This gave Rusty his composure and he began his little tour.
I followed him quietly as he cheerfully chattered on about the house. I was no longer interested in the house, absorbing nothing but the mesmerizing physique barely disguised by the soft professional clothes. His thick muscular ass was practically stretching the tight pants, for a slender muscular chap, it really stood out. I memorized the curve of his waist, so sloped and tight, and I counted the abs visible through his shirt every time we entered a new room.
All my ogling hadn’t beget charm. We were laughing and Rusty was eager to impress and sell to me. I love a sales boy. So eager to please and charm. But I could tell there was a heat behind his enthusiasm that he was suppressing subconsciously. My natural magnetism had him touching my arm and standing so close to me my bulge barely grazed his wiggling buns under his tight belted waist.
On the stairs, his lanyard bounced and wagged like a puppy dog tail as I playfully gave chase to him. I tackled him playfully as we stumbled into the master bedroom. My strong arm locked around him from one side, while the other clasped his cute little bicep just under his tiny little shirtsleeve. He laughed and his huge smile beamed right at me as we made warm eye contact.
I could tell this was my opportunity to start leading. What a natural little submissive I thought to myself with a horny smile. I slid my arm back around his chest and slipped it down his back to once again place my hand on his lower back. My other hand met his hip and I pulled him around to face me.
Rusty swooned for real this time, his runner legs bent as he melted into my arms and I scooped him up to meet my kiss. We embraced and Rusty;s fingers ran right to my exposed chest hair.
We mashed tongues, exploring and sparring naturally as the kiss deepened into a gorgeous make out second. I had taken the scruffy little jock’s breath away.
I felt his beautiful muscular legs slip up my own, our matching boners Rubbing deliciously as he wrapped himself around me. We kissed elegantly as I held him in my arms, powerful bodies locked together. He loved the feeling of being in the arms of a hunkier older man. He bounced playfully, our unbroken kiss went from playful and curious to passionate to desperate.
My throbbing hard cock rubbing his soft round runner’s ass. Our muscular bodies used our strength to pull each other harder and together. I broke our kiss to explore his long neck with my tongue. Deep moans egged me on and I fell back onto the bed. Rusty Fisher squirming joyously in my lap as I peeled off his shirt and my face explored every inch of his perfect bare body.
While my fingers learned every gorgeous muscle, Rusty kissed my neck and played with my big burly chest. He started praising my rugged muscular body and telling me how much he admired me. How he wanted to be such a good boy for me.
In nothing but his underwear, Rusty crawled all over me. Exploring my body and his every curiosity. Kissing each furry ab and detail on my bare torso. I flexed for him to his utter delight.
And remaining scrap of his heterosexuality was burned away as he clapped and lauded me at my feet in nothing but his tented white briefs. I cupped the lad’s gorgeous face and played with his beard. I ruffled his hair and gushed over how cute he was. Complimenting his features and praising him for being such a good boy.
He lapped this up and started nuzzling my throbbing bulge. “You wanna play with Daddy’s big secret Champ?” I ran my fingers down the back of his fluffy hair and scratched the based of his neck while he rolled his perfect nose over my briefs.
“Yes sir! I wanna taste it so bad.”
I could tell by the look in his big warm brown eyes that Rusty did NEED it. I ran my thumb over his cheek and down his beard to his cute little pouty lips and and I just couldn’t say no to someone so adorable
And in such obvious hunger. I was obviously all too pleased to help. I gave him a little pat on the head and said “God ahead boy!”
Rusty’s needy little pout lit up to a bright and grateful smile. His eyes filled with hunger as he looked right at my bulge., Hooked my waist band and yanked my briefs right to my feet.
My thick hard cock sprang out and thwapped Rusty in the face. He was delighted! I left a stream of precum from his beard chin to my throbbing bobbing cock head. His eyes were wide at the sight before him and without wasting any more seconds, he slid his mouth arou my cockhead with a kiss and his long throat devoured the whole thing in a single breath.
Rusty was built like a college runner, 26 years old with fluffy brown hair, a trim beard, big warm brown eyes and the most delightful smile I had ever seen. The youngest of several brothers, Rusty was a playful and energetic jock who always looked up to his coaches and the seniors of his sports teams.
When I walked in he was a little flustered, it was cute to see the naturally boyishly cheerful stud caught off guard. I chuckled as he drank me in, tall ruggedly handsome, burly chested and dressed like a lumberjack in my crimson flannel. The poor lad had always naturally admired handsome hunky older men, and I chuckled at the perk in his eyes and smile I was all too accustomed to. Handsome younger men always look at me like they want to climb me like a tree. They just don’t realize how blatant it looks to me to watch their heterosexuality melt away. Rusty practically swooned into my chest hair peaking out over my wife beater.
I put my hand on the small of Rusty’s back and gave him a gentle push into motion to rebalance him. This gave Rusty his composure and he began his little tour.
I followed him quietly as he cheerfully chattered on about the house. I was no longer interested in the house, absorbing nothing but the mesmerizing physique barely disguised by the soft professional clothes. His thick muscular ass was practically stretching the tight pants, for a slender muscular chap, it really stood out. I memorized the curve of his waist, so sloped and tight, and I counted the abs visible through his shirt every time we entered a new room.
All my ogling hadn’t beget charm. We were laughing and Rusty was eager to impress and sell to me. I love a sales boy. So eager to please and charm. But I could tell there was a heat behind his enthusiasm that he was suppressing subconsciously. My natural magnetism had him touching my arm and standing so close to me my bulge barely grazed his wiggling buns under his tight belted waist.
On the stairs, his lanyard bounced and wagged like a puppy dog tail as I playfully gave chase to him. I tackled him playfully as we stumbled into the master bedroom. My strong arm locked around him from one side, while the other clasped his cute little bicep just under his tiny little shirtsleeve. He laughed and his huge smile beamed right at me as we made warm eye contact.
I could tell this was my opportunity to start leading. What a natural little submissive I thought to myself with a horny smile. I slid my arm back around his chest and slipped it down his back to once again place my hand on his lower back. My other hand met his hip and I pulled him around to face me.
Rusty swooned for real this time, his runner legs bent as he melted into my arms and I scooped him up to meet my kiss. We embraced and Rusty;s fingers ran right to my exposed chest hair.
We mashed tongues, exploring and sparring naturally as the kiss deepened into a gorgeous make out second. I had taken the scruffy little jock’s breath away.
I felt his beautiful muscular legs slip up my own, our matching boners Rubbing deliciously as he wrapped himself around me. We kissed elegantly as I held him in my arms, powerful bodies locked together. He loved the feeling of being in the arms of a hunkier older man. He bounced playfully, our unbroken kiss went from playful and curious to passionate to desperate.
My throbbing hard cock rubbing his soft round runner’s ass. Our muscular bodies used our strength to pull each other harder and together. I broke our kiss to explore his long neck with my tongue. Deep moans egged me on and I fell back onto the bed. Rusty Fisher squirming joyously in my lap as I peeled off his shirt and my face explored every inch of his perfect bare body.
While my fingers learned every gorgeous muscle, Rusty kissed my neck and played with my big burly chest. He started praising my rugged muscular body and telling me how much he admired me. How he wanted to be such a good boy for me.
In nothing but his underwear, Rusty crawled all over me. Exploring my body and his every curiosity. Kissing each furry ab and detail on my bare torso. I flexed for him to his utter delight.
And remaining scrap of his heterosexuality was burned away as he clapped and lauded me at my feet in nothing but his tented white briefs. I cupped the lad’s gorgeous face and played with his beard. I ruffled his hair and gushed over how cute he was. Complimenting his features and praising him for being such a good boy.
He lapped this up and started nuzzling my throbbing bulge. “You wanna play with Daddy’s big secret Champ?” I ran my fingers down the back of his fluffy hair and scratched the based of his neck while he rolled his perfect nose over my briefs.
“Yes sir! I wanna taste it so bad.”
I could tell by the look in his big warm brown eyes that Rusty did NEED it. I ran my thumb over his cheek and down his beard to his cute little pouty lips and and I just couldn’t say no to someone so adorable
And in such obvious hunger. I was obviously all too pleased to help. I gave him a little pat on the head and said “God ahead boy!”
Rusty’s needy little pout lit up to a bright and grateful smile. His eyes filled with hunger as he looked right at my bulge., Hooked my waist band and yanked my briefs right to my feet.
My thick hard cock sprang out and thwapped Rusty in the face. He was delighted! I left a stream of precum from his beard chin to my throbbing bobbing cock head. His eyes were wide at the sight before him and without wasting any more seconds, he slid his mouth arou my cockhead with a kiss and his long throat devoured the whole thing in a single breath.
