Aspiring Model Experiences Unwanted Use in Chapter 5
Sorry for the delay in releasing this final part. I thought I had already posted it, but it seems it didn't make it and has been sitting in my drafts. Better late than never, though!
It has been five months since Luke surrendered to debauchery and let himself be controlled by the overweight man, Frank. These past five months have been filled with mindless sex sessions, with Luke worshiping Frank's filthy body, slurping his sweaty armpits, and being buried under his hefty frame while getting fucked in the face or ass. Luke has enjoyed Frank blowing his load down his throat or up his ass while he orgasmed time and again without having to even touch his cock. That's five months of blissful, dirty feelings.
Today was just like every other day. Luke had just finished taking a relaxing shower after a tiring wrap party for his television show, which marked the end of the season's shooting. Typically, he'd go straight to Frank's house or office to get laid, but Frank's meeting was taking longer than usual. So, Luke chose to clean himself up at his own place first.
While scrolling through his social media, Luke came across an article about a sex tape featuring him and Frank. Panic crept in, and he clicked the link to have a look. It led him to a video hosted on a porn site, with a picture of him in the thumbnail. He thought there was a chance his face had simply been superimposed onto the footage, but the living room in the video was unmistakably his as well. He had been fucked there countless times.
The film showed him in all his handsome glory, bent over the dining table, with the massive old man behind him, roughly fucking him. He could see the disdainful look on his face, so familiar as he was subjected to Frank's sexual abuse. This video was likely filmed close enough to the window to pick up the sound of Luke's moans, faint but definitely audible. He heard himself over and over again chant, "Fuck me, Grandpa!" as Frank aggressively plugged his ass.
The film then depicted Luke doing all the debauched acts that he normally carried out for Frank's entertainment. He saw himself cleaning Frank's revolting body like a doting mother cat washing her kitten. He observed himself being forced down on Frank's bulging belly, making him gag during face fucks.
Finally, Luke found the part he dreaded most: the climax. Frank was lying on his back with Luke on top, facing him. His legs were stretched out, his arms supporting him as he leaned back. He raised and lowered his shapely ass, riding Frank's dick, not touching himself. His face was washed in ecstasy as he continued bouncing on Frank, moaning and gasping with each stroke.
Finally, he came undone amidst Frank's noises of pleasure, with both of them climaxing together. After some time, he dismounted Frank, and they switched positions. Luke dropped to his knees, sucked Frank's cock clean, releasing the older man's load inside him. Finally, Luke's seed spurt out along with Frank's, raining down on the floor.
He looked up at the video stats, which showed that in just three hours, the video had garnered two-hundred thousand views. He was about to shatter. It was one thing to be humiliated in privacy, but when the entire world saw him begging a ghastly grandpa to fuck him and watching him cum without masturbating, things really got out of control.
Luke's mind started racing. He could only think of one solution: hide. He grabbed an overnight bag and headed for the airport, ready to make arrangements to leave all his possessions behind. He messaged Frank, explaining his actions and apologizing. The old man was surprisingly forgiving and didn't make things difficult. In a matter of weeks, his promising career had hit rock bottom.
FOUR MONTHS LATER
The sun started sinking, and Luke found solace in the isolation of his run. A gentle breeze stroked his naked chest as he moved along the running path. He relished these moments.
His life had been practically over a few months ago. His sex tape had gone viral, with everyone and their grandmothers witnessing him getting fucked by an elderly walrus and enjoying it immensely. He couldn't manage the shame of being exposed in such a way. So, he escaped to the countryside to evade the repercussions of his scandal.
He believed life would never be the same, but it did. Somehow, things became even more favorable. In the wake of his scandal, his manager had a desperate idea. They advised Luke to play the "wronged" card. There was a possibility of this plan turning out well or terribly. Luckily, it worked out well.
Luke's impeccable good looks and charm won over the public. People translated him from a promiscuous man who loved being used by an old man to an innocent guy who was misused by the dark aspects of the entertainment business.
Luke even released an autobiography, portraying the underbelly of the industry and the hardships he faced. This was, of course, created by a team employed by his manager. They plucked parts of his story, exaggerated it, and crafted it to present him in a favorable light. Readers were fascinated. In fact, he'd embark on a book tour in a week's time.
Luckily, Frank didn't dispute these allegations. He could have silenced Luke's story or exacerbate the situation further, but he chose not to. In fact, those months were the most gratifying for Frank. He had the sexiest man in the world sharing his body willingly, and he savored every moment. He'd allow Luke this small victory.
Luke's career and reputation were thriving, but internally, he was still grappling. While browsing his social media at home, he spotted a random person reposting his porn video. He realized that despite his capacity to manipulate the story and impress people, he would forever be haunted by this uncontrollable video. It was online forever. It had been a while since he saw it, so it disturbed him to see it pop up on his feed.
More than the trauma from his scandal, what weighed heavy on him was the video's reappearance evoking his desires. He'd been sexually active, obviously, but only with conventionally attractive men and women, as was expected of someone like him. They were all scorching hot and mostly gifted in bed, though it wasn't enough. He yearned for the stimulation and arousal he experienced from being fucked by an unattractive old man like Frank.
Luke couldn't handle giving in to his pervy cravings. Things were going well for his career, and he had a bright future ahead. All he needed to do was to ignore his dark urges. So, he took a jog at this particular time to clear his mind.
Even though Luke was so caught up in his thoughts, he mistakenly took a turn off the beaten path. Nonetheless, he was still on a trail, albeit an unmaintained one, and he wasn't too concerned.
The foliage thinned out as he continued, revealing an open area. He spotted a dilapidated shack up ahead.
Luke walked slowly towards it and noticed that there was an old guy standing outside. He was scruffy and grimy, with long, matted hair draped over his face like a matted curtain. Luke assumed this was a homeless person.
After taking a minute to observe him, Luke realized that the old man was masturbating.
He became intrigued by this. The visual of this grubby old man stroking his dick stoked the repressed desires he'd hidden for months.
In his typical fashion, on an average day, he probably could have resisted and just continued with his run. But seeing his sex video earlier made him pliable and craving his rebellious fetishes.
Luke silently advanced, unwilling to leave, although he tried. Luke inadvertently crunched a twig underfoot.
"Who the hell are you?" the homeless man snarled, worried about any danger.
The elderly man's eyes darted back and forth, searching for any signs of menace.
Luke stammered in retaliation, "I'm sorry for intruding. I was on the wrong path and somehow ended up here. Can you guide me back to my usual trail?"
Luke nodded intently, locking eyes on the man's hand which began stroking his erection once he felt secure that Luke presented no threat.
Suffocated by the denial of his deepest desires over the last few months, he stumbled through life, constantly grappling with societal expectations. Despite his internal turmoil, a consuming desire washed over him in the company of the older man.
"What's the matter with you? Why didn't you say something rather than skulking about like a creep?" the man snapped. "Do you fancy a little show of me pleasuring myself?"
Luke knew he should have pretended to be scared, any lie would have sufficed, but the allure of fulfilling his secret cravings was so powerful that his willvirtually collapsed.
"To be completely honest, yes," Luke admitted. "I...I want you."
The man looked incredulous, then a touch of curiosity entered his tone. Luke closed the distance between them, his determination amplifying with each step he took.
"You're serious?" the man asked.
"I assure you," Luke replied.
"So you're not gay?"
"No, but this doesn't have to change that."
The man balked, but Luke saw the glint of interest in his eyes.
"I'll hand you $500 to indulge in this fantasy," Luke proposed.
"I'm not getting ostensibly impure for mere cash," the man scoffed. "Get away, pervert."
Luke's response caught even himself off guard. "Fine, $2000."
"I bet you really want it!" the man exclaimed.
Luke's mind raced as he tapped his wallet, producing that definitive stack of cash.
"See? I mean it."
"Ain't gonna suck it," the man declared. "Never touch another man's ass."
"I'm fine with that," Luke nearby.
A sly smile crept onto the man's face. "Then, it seems I can easily earn myself some dough."
"Don't do anything you don't want to," Luke said.
"Suit yourself," the man responded.
Luke's pulse pounded as the wind rustled the leaves just outside the secluded area. His breath caught in his chest. He debated on turning back but then he considered the desperation of being utterly debased. The possibility of begrudgingly submitting to such deplorable temptation, providing him such gratification, enticed him.
"Could you disrobe?" Luke requested of the man, and he complied.
His aged features exposed the trials of life. His face was riddled with wrinkles, a testament to the harshness he had faced. His body sagged, hairless from interrupted grooming. His full head of hair and unkempt beard were dark gray. It was clear to Luke what color it was originally, but the accumulation of years without cleaning had darkened it significantly.
He hesitated, musing whether to leave but the thought of humiliating himself at the hands of a homeless man was increasingly enticing.
The man opened wide, and Luke studied every detail. Despite age, the man had a long, average-thick cock. His body hair was thick, same as his beard, which was dark gray.
The man's crotch area was undoubtedly filthy. Luke stared, arousal swelling at the poverty-stricken, uninvited thought of being used.
The man hesitated, doubting Luke's earnestness. Conquered by his supressed craving for humiliation and degradation, Luke embraced the rising urge.
Locking lips with the man, Luke kissed him frenetically. It was hard to disregard the musky odor. He sensed the wide-eyed shock but could not help the hunger to be debased. These desires fueled anguish over his shameful kinks and yearning to submit.
The man was astounded by this boy's passion. He had expected little from the seemingly attractive Luke. The slobbering, unforgettable kiss aroused him, clinging to a long forgotten sense of worthiness. The unlikely attraction seized him.
Finally, the older man surrendered. "Okay, let's do this," he said.
Luke hesitated, seeing the man never pictured as reacting with eagerness. But he was caught in the trap he willingly snared himself in. His shameful wants glorified him while sinking into the darkness of their perverted arrangement.
With a grunt, the man's hand reached out and cupped Luke's cheek, his unclean, rough fingers digging into Luke's soft flesh. He pressed his mouth open as his tongue savagely entered Luke's mouth.
Luke reciprocated, and their tongues intertwined and danced. The man's saliva mixed with Luke's, creating a sticky mess between their lips.
As the intensity of their feelings increased, the man's hands wandered all over Luke's bare torso. He caressed Luke's pecs and nipples roughly, squeezing them under his firm grip. Luke moaned, the sound muffled by their wet, passionate kiss.
"Get down on your knees, faggot," the man growled.
Luke happily followed the command, kneeling before him. The man hooked his fingers into Luke's shoulder, yanking him closer. Luke was forced to smell the filthy air emerging from the homeless man's body. He could feel the heat pouring from the man's loins.
"Open your mouth, faggot," the man told him. Luke eagerly complied, allowing the man's tongue to invade his mouth. Luke enthusiastically sucked the man's tongue, slurping the vile liquid that flowed between their open mouths.
With a dirty chuckle, the man said, "You're such a whore, faggot." The man gripped Luke's head, forcing him to inhale his stench.
The man's fingers dug into Luke's scalp, urging him forward. HisTip of the penis was at Luke's lips. Luke opened wide and took the man's dick in his mouth. He relished the opportunity to taste the man's filth, feeling undignified and downright horrible about himself.
"Take it all, faggot," the man rasped.
Luke took his task seriously, sucking eagerly at the homeless man's cock. He used his tongue to explore the dirty shaft. The man groaned with pleasure, and Luke reveled in his ability to make another man feel good.
"Oh, fuck. You love it, don't you?" the man choked out.
Luke gasped between kisses, "Yes, I love it. Please, fuck my throat, Daddy."
The man's face was a sight to behold as he responded, eyes glittering with lust. "You better mean it, faggot. I'm going to make sure you take all of my cock."
Luke concentrated, contracting the muscles in his throat. The man's breaths grew shorter, his grip on Luke more painful.
"Fuck, yes, faggot," the man panted. "That feels so fucking good."
Luke's cheeks started to ache from the effort. Unable to continue sucking the man's dirty cock, Luke pulled back.
"I want you to fuck me, Daddy."
The man quirked an eyebrow. "You've been sucking my dick, and now you want me to fuck you instead? This isn't all the indulgence you're going to get today, is it?"
Luke's eyes sparkled. "No, Daddy. I want more."
The man laughed, unwrapping a condom from his pocket. He rolled it onto his cock, watching Luke's reaction.
"You know, I could make you suck my dick 'till you think you'll die," he teased. "But instead, I'm going to fuck you. Get on your hands and knees."
Without a further thought, Luke stripped down to his underwear and sorted a small patch of space on the damp forest floor to kneel on.
"Spread your legs and show me your perfect hole," the man commanded. Luke took a deep breath and revealed his bare ass to the man.
The man examined the offering, letting out a low whistle. "Now pop that ass open, so I can see that tight little hole of yours." Luke, obedient as always, spread his legs further and bent forward, allowing the dirty air to blow across his ass.
The man moaned as he stared at the target. He positioned the head of his penis against Luke's hole, feeling the resistance.
"Let me show you what I'm going to do with you."
Luke raised his head, his eyes wide and expectant. "Do whatever you want to me, Daddy."
The man withdrew his cock, only to spit on Luke's point of entry. Luke wiggled his hips, wanting the man's cock more than anything. With a dirty chuckle, the man pushed back into Luke's winking center.
The man groaned ecstatically, "You're so tight, faggot. What a perfect little ass hole." Luke moaned, feeling his hole stretching.
"Are you ready for more?" the man asked.
"Please, fuck me," Luke begged, his cheeks tightening in anticipation. He could feel the man's cock throbbing with electricity, eager to fill him.
"This is going to be rough, faggot." the man warned, his dick slamming into Luke's ass without his consent. Luke couldn't help but groan in pain and pleasure as he was filled. "You promised you'd let me fuck you as hard as I wanted, right? Let's see how you like it when I give it to you."
Luke's taste buds and skin tingled with a uniquely caused pleasure, a mix of pleasure and pain. The man began to thrust, and at first, Luke could barely stand it. His one goal was to enjoy the man's pounding and make the man feel amazing.
The man's breathing became quicker, his moans louder. He was reaching his limit, close to orgasm.
"I'm probably going to fuck you to death, faggot," the man grunted, "It's just what I need."
Luke smiled, knowing he'd made the man satisfied in every way possible.
Luke obeyed, exposing himself entirely to the elderly gentleman. Then he sensed the familiar presence of a thick dick against his opening. His hole began to expand, offering an invitation to the invading meat.
"Well, that was simple," the elder gentleman remarked as he left his penile member just slightly within Luke's aperture. "That robust grandpa must have used this hole of yours efficiently."
The words disturbed Luke, bringing back painful memories connected to his past. His body involuntarily quivered, and he prepared for the oncoming intercourse.
"I'm ready," Luke declared timidly. "Please, just commence the fuck already."
"Are you certain, lad?" he inquired. "Since initiating the act, I'll not cease until I've totally discharged my semen inside you."
"Ravage me, Father!"
The transient lacked any hesitation, shoving his robust member completely into Luke's hole without delay.
The penetration was merciless, infringing upon Luke's insides. Luke howled in agony, delighting in the sexual act more than he should have. The vagrant was relentless, repeatedly thrusting into the warm loins of the stag.
"Ravage me!" Luke demanded desperately, clutching onto his pants which he had spread out on the floor to support the moist ground beneath him. "For heaven's sake, please, keep going!"
The downtrodden man groaned as he continuously inserted his rock-hard cock into Luke's consenting hole, his movements seamless and forceful.
Luke's moans were resounding through the surrounding trees, a testament to how well the vagrant was satisfying him, which only enhanced his endeavor to seize possession of Luke's anus.
"Ah, you relish that, lad?" he distorted. "Inform me how intensely you yearn for this."
Luke was panting heavily, "I crave it, Daddy." His voice harbored shakiness. "Please, don't cease. Ravish me harder," he begged.
The vagrant stiffened his grip on Luke's hips, lifting his upper body while simultaneously leveraging his feet deeper into the damp earth. He jacked up his speed, his cock moving in and out of Luke's yearning hole effortlessly.
The vagrant withdrew his manhood completely after several thrusts and ordered Luke to flip over.
"I'd like to witness that stunning face craving my cock," he stated.
Luke flipped onto his back, having laid only a few shorts on the ground to protect him from the dirt.
The vagrant looked directly into Luke's eyes, diving his erect penis straight into the lad once more.
Luke arched his back, shrieking as the elderly gentleman began to plunge into him brutally.
"Ah, lad," the vagrant grunted. "You're taking everything I've got to give."
"Oh, man," Luke implored feebly beneath the vagrant's weight bearing down on him. "Your cock feels fantastic within me."
"Want more?"
"Yes, Daddy," Luke sheepishly responded. "Keep invading my anus."
The vagrant peered down at the scene taking place before him. He was not acquainted with the concept of homosexuality nor had he ever appraised the physical appeal of another man. However, one could not gaze upon Luke without being astonished by him.
Luke's clandestine desires were apparent, and this was a self-evident truth. From a physical standpoint, he was undeniably the most attractive individual the vagrant had ever experienced. He boasted a radiant countenance, exuding a youthful lure. His eyes mesmerized with their celestial blue hue. His hair, a delicate blonde tincture, was soiled with the damp earth. His lips were supple and exquisitely crafted. All these remarkable qualities, distorted by the suffering and pleasure from being butt-fucked.
Luke's body was astonishing. Undeviating perfection accented Luke's form. His torso was beautiful, simultaneously toned and lean. His arms bulged with power as he attempted to hold himself together during the copulation. His abdomen displayed a melodiously sculpted six-pack underneath his exposed torso. His hips were accentuated with a stunning V-line, emphasizing the magnificent contrast between the boy's groin and his lower torso.
Luke appeared to be a character reclaimed from a fairy tale, and here he was, on his back, demanding to be ravished in the ass. The vagrant could scarcely believe it when he found out the said individual trusted him enough to let his cock inside. For the first time in who knows how long, the vagrant rediscovered his self-worth, energy, and driving determination.
The elderly gentleman's thrusts became unfettered, and his cock plunged violently into Luke's tight anus. He stooped forward and seized Luke's lips with his own, gorging his tongue inside the young man's mouth.
At first, Luke eagerly returned the kiss, stroking the vagrant's face, and kissed his hair. Luke then encircled the tramp's neck.
They deeply kissed until the elderly person had to stop to breathe.
"You have a name, kid?" the senior citizen inquired.
"Luke," he replied.
"Jesus Christ. Luke...Luke Anderson? Aren't you that celeb who got recorded while having sex?"
Luke didn't respond, but his face grew red with embarrassment. Knowing that this is how people identified him was a blow to his self-image.
"Someone at the soup kitchen was showing that footage one night. A smokin' hot kid getting fucked by the most ugly-looking older gentleman, jeez. But you seemed to like it, with the cumming without touching yourself," the elderly gentleman expressed, followed by an enormous laugh.
This new piece of information sent chills along the homeless guy's spine. Not just was the man he was screwing unbelievably attractive, he was a big celebrity too. He felt like a stud being able to screw the hottest guy in the world. This was a once-in-a-lifetime circumstance, and he had to maximize it.
"I’m gonna cum in you, kid"
"Aw fuck yeah, Dad. Fill that condom up."
"Nope, you don't understand. I'm going to take this rubber off and fill you with my sperm."
"What? No!" Luke answered back, "We agreed to use protection!".
"And now I'm altering the rules, faggot." The older man grinned sinisterly, disengaging from Luke's hole.
If you want me to keep screwing you, it needs to be like this.
"Please, Dad. I'll double the money I'm paying you!"
"Can't work like that, kid. Either you let me bareback you or the deal is off."
Luke's mind was spinning with confusion. He was well aware of the risks of bareback sex, even when on Prep. He couldn't comprehend the additional danger of a homeless person. However, the thought of a homeless person screwing him raw and breeding him stirred a yearning inside him. This was a seriously depraved act, and it fueled his arousal to incredible heights.
"What will it be, kid?"
"Do it."
The homeless man didn't require further direction. He removed the condom, tossing it away.
His penis sprang free, showing it was red, stiff, and throbbing. He could tell Luke was unsure, but he didn't stop him.
"Check me out, Luke," he commanded. "Tell me you want this."
Despite his doubts, Luke couldn't resist his urge to be used by the homeless gentleman.
"Say it, Luke," the older man ordered, "I won't start unless you tell me to."
Luke swallowed hard, "I want you to screw me brutally, Dad. Please...please seed me!"
The older man sat Luke under him, grabbing his hands above his head, and settled down to relish his naked frame.
"Ready, kid?"
Luke didn't answer, but gave a nod. Once this occurred, the elder man's cock found its path back into Luke's ass, sliding in easily.
"Ahh, fucking faggot," the elder man grunted.You're so damn tight. Holy shit this feels good."
The sensation of the homeless man's raw dick brushing against his insides was electrifying. Luke's body arched upwards as the elder man kept drilling his butt.
The older man's dick persisted in delving in him, the friction creating a feeling unlike any other. Luke's heart pounded quickly and his breaths grew ever shorter and shorter.
"Tell me, kid. Do you fancy being fucked by a homeless gent?" He asked. "Explain how it feels getting fucked by one."
Luke hesitated once more. Unveiling the truth would reveal how messed up he was in the head. But seeking the relief of confessing how messed up he was to this homeless senior citizen seemed so enticing. Maybe just this once, he could be blunt and admit it. After all, he might never encounter this man again.
"I don't know," Luke said, feigning innocence and puzzlement. "Perhaps because I need to feel shamed and humiliated. I want to be repulsed at myself, to feel filthy."
The older man smirked, fully comprehending now how filthy Luke truly was. He derived pleasure from knowing he had control over this hot youngster. He savored this sense that he could never experience again.
"Damn right, kid. Look at you, taking my disgusting dick like a lowly street whore."
"Fuck, Dad," Luke moaned, "I'm such a low street whore. Just observe me, accepting your disgusting cock." [
The elderly man couldn't believe his luck. Here he was, in his desperate situation, with this handsome stud on top of him, taking his cock bareback. Feeling immensely proud and content, he thrilled at the sharp contrast between their circumstances.
"You're the most exquisite piece of meat I've ever seen, young man," he whispered. "I never imagined I'd be so turned on by a man."
"Oh god, Daddy. I feel so ashamed of myself for letting you fuck me."
"You're not letting me fuck you. You're paying me to fuck you, you pathetic faggot."
The old man smirked victoriously, witnessing Luke's distress beneath him. He knew he had him wrapped up in a web of shame and desire. The feeling of his ancient cock penetrating Luke's ass was horrifying and exciting all at once.
"Good boy," he murmured coyly. "Keep talking dirty to me, whore. Tell me what you want."
"I want you to fuck me harder, Daddy. I want your putrid cock to delve deep inside and saturate me."
The old man snickered, his fingers clasping Luke's hair firmly. "Well, what about that?"
Luke winced, his eyes rolling as he responded, "Yes, Daddy. Drown me in that horrible homeless seed."
"Inform me of your identity, boy."
"I'm a pathetic slut. I'm a hot stud who's paying a filthy old homeless man to breed me. I'm so filthy, Daddy."
The old man snickered, his anger and lust rising as he listened to Luke's words. "You enjoy that, don't you? Being a filthy slut for a man like me."
"I adore it. I love being used by you. Fill me with your foul cum, Daddy. Make me loathe myself for having a homeless man breed me."
Luke continued murmuring demeaning phrases, coaxing the old man into pushing himself even more.
"Dear Christ. You're such a sick fuck," the old man snarled.
"Yeah. I'm really fucked up, Daddy. Why else would I let you fuck me?"
The old man snarled, his rage and desire spiraling out of control. With a shout, he released his load with a force that felt like a torrent of water assaulting Luke's insides.
"Holy mother of God!" the old man bellowed. "Take my seed, filthy young man. Accept all of it."
Luke could feel his gut filled with the old man's cum. The seed of a homeless man he had paid to breed him. Much like with almost every one of his encounters with Frank, the perversion of the situation drove Luke to an arousal like no other, and he came without even touching himself. The eruption was as overwhelming as it was unexpected to the flighty man.
The old man withdrew from Luke and watched as he expelled a large volume of cum from his rear, just as they suddenly heard a voice.
"Hey Manny, are you almost ready to head to the soup kitchen? I'm famished."
A man entered and saw Luke and the elderly man frozen in astonishment at the sight of him standing over a young man with a puddle of cum beneath his rear.
"Good heavens, Manny! Is that your buddy, Manny?" The new man questioned.
Luke dashed to his feet as quickly as he could, frantically tugging on his now soiled shorts and attempting to cover himself.
"Calm down, kid. This is my friend, Earl," Manny said, grinning. "Hey Earl, you remember that video of that hot actor getting fucked by that hulking seal? That's him! This is Luke Anderson!"
"Holy shit! He truly does resemble him. But if that's him, how is he here with you?"
"Tell him, son. Tell Earl how you ended up here." Manny waved Luke on.
Gulping, Luke answered, "I was jogging and wandered off course. I chanced upon Manny masturbating."
"And?" prompted Manny with a grin.
"And I wanted him to penetrate me."
"Why?" Manny inquired.
"Because the act of getting fucked by him would make me feel dirty, and that turns me on."
"No way! I'm homeless as well, boy. If you're so desperate for cash, would you like some of this?" Earl grinned as he removed his tee shirt.
Luke glanced at Earl, weighing him up. He was most likely in his late thirties or early forties. He had a passable face, but was quite large. Not as hefty as Frank, but still quite formidable. Luke questioned how an impoverished individual could ever acquire a frame of this magnitude.
"Is the deal settled?" Earl inquired.
"Agreed," answered Luke, ogling the plump man.
Instruction: Overpowering instinct pushed Luke towards the man, and he swiftly latched onto the man's chest, engulfing one of his big, floppy tits in his mouth. He started sucking furiously, imitating a vacuum cleaner.
For several months, Luke was in Frank's clutches, and almost every day, he had to endure Frank's advances. During these sessions, he had to clean Frank's entire body with his tongue. He had to examine every bulge of fat carefully and lick the rolls of skin beneath them. Luke also had to maintain cleanliness in Frank's filthy, hairy armpits.
Throughout these tormenting encounters, he yearned for Frank's physique so much that it escalated into an addiction. Deprived of it for much too long, he couldn't help but dive right back into it as soon as the opportunity presented itself.
The supple skin under his tongue softened, tasting unhygienic and greasy. Luke devoured the tit fervently, groaning like an animal. The satisfaction of sucking on the flab made his cravings for it skyrocket. He also massaged Earl's stomach while sucking, squeezing the soft, enticing mass.
Earl stood dumbfounded, astonished by the novelty. He had never experienced his nipples being sucked, let alone by an attractive gentleman like Luke. It was a completely new sensation, but highly arousing.
He seized Luke's head, directing it from his chest to his armpits, then his stomach. He allowed Luke to continue performing some depraved acts with his mouth, savoring the feeling of the small, warm, wet tongue skimming over his outdated skin.
"Yeah, baby, you're so hot," Earl whispered. "This is insanely arousing."
Luke peeked at Earl, noticing the lust in his eyes. "Do you like it, Papa?"
He continued indulging on Earl's flabby body for about fifteen nerve-racking minutes until the man grabbed him by the head and instructed him to kneel and suck his dick.
The odor from seemingly unwashed, sweat-stained groin of Earl prompted distaste in Luke. However, this intensified his ardor, and he immediately closed his lips over the man's member.
As he immersed himself in Earl's cock, he was flooded with the too-familiar scent of a cocky mixture of pre-cum and sweat. But this only served to reaffirm his enthusiasm for servicing it.
Having stuffed Earl's cock in his mouth, he sensed Manny approaching him from behind. He couldn't believe that the old man was ready for round two.
Manny was undaunted and shoved his manhood directly into Luke's tush. Luke's grunts, due to Manny's unyielding cock, were blocked by Earl's phallus now in his mouth.
He gagged involuntarily upon feeling Manny's cock entering his mouth. Manny held Luke's head to keep it on his dick, reveling in the wetness clinging to his shaft.
Meanwhile, Manny pushed himself inside Luke persistently, despite his ass still being loosened from the previous session. The frenzied experience of being penetrated by two unkempt homeless men all at once was enthralling, but Luke adored the seediness of it.
With a homeless dude's cock making contact with his lips, and another old one shagging his ass, it took quite a while before Luke climaxed once again without even touching himself. Luke was immersed in the dusty puddle of their juices when he started to quiver and eject his cream onto the ground.
Earl and Manny climaxed concurrently. Luke's muffled, erotic moans from sucking on Earl's cock, and the ecstatic, elastic contractions of his butthole when Manny's cock pumped in and out triggered their climaxes.
Afterwards, both homeless men started rounding up their clothes. They praised Luke for an incredible tryst they just had. However, when they cast their eyes on him, he stood up abruptly, grabbed the money he promised them, and fled.
Luke dressed himself as quickly as possible and ran towards his car. He departed swiftly as the two men were getting dressed. He ended his sudden stay at the rock bottom. He realized who he was, his ambitions, and what he wished to accomplish in life.
ONE YEAR LATER
Luke looked out the window of the vehicle, glancing over the mansion's entrance as it approached. The last three weeks of his book tour had just ended. He never thought it would last this long or bring him to notoriety in the realms of fame. [
He was on his way home after attending the first table read for a romantic comedy he was starring in alongside a famous actress. The session went smoothly, the script was good, and their chemistry was fantastic. Although it was his first major role in a potential blockbuster movie, he felt nervous since it might mark his transition as an A-list actor. He longed to reach home and unwind.
"Csak maradj, Jared. Van hátrágot megszerezni a nyári kirakatból a marhahús maradéktörmelékét. Ezönként vehetsz néhány százalékot, próbáld többet is." - mondta Luke a kipeline.
"Jó kedvüldözés, úr Anderson!"
"Igen, mikor többször megjártam, hívj gondozoded." Azt hozzávette, hibázva. "Csak Luke hívjuk, csináljam! Ön ismerte."
"Trippoltam, csak Luke vagy." Válaszolt egy szórakoztatómos hangon, egy smaragdos kuka megfigyelve.
"Mr. Anderson meg idős hangzik, és mérgező néhanáknak tűnnek." - arra ígérte, mosolyogva.
Jared kémlelte hiszélyét és delegateálta: "Úgy se lehetetlen este most, de általában jelentkezek, ha megintsz."
"Kitekintsz majd. Egész addig dobok, amíg nem hívod meg." - mondta a szépség nagyon nyugodtan, ünnepélyesen mosolyogva.
Elbúcsúztak és Jared feljutott az emeletre, míg Luke felküldte a kocsi. Éppen lecsupogatta a táplálkozás utáni ragadványnyal amikor álmában beindult a hangevés a tetőszинványban. Következett hangos kötődés és hónaljakon plázasztós hangok a fejjel a fülünél. Halejtak el. Szemmel láthatóan megtisztogatva a helyet és lépésszerűen nyugoda.
"Szomorú Luke." - szólt mondata magához.
Olyan nagyon szép és sikeres fiú, bár már jóformán az egyik legszebb férfit a világon. De ő igen jóltekintő és lasciválagazó volt az összes Verőce-an többé nem tudta megérteni. Egy évet dolgozott vele Luke-ként hajtotta az autót, és megfigyelte, hogy minden sorrendben, aki a pályán van, ő viselkedett udvariasan - akár olyanok, akik az iparban a kilencvenes-korszakban jelentős szerepet töltöttek be, akár állandó munkatársak meghármak, viszont az ő sikere is önálló volt, nem kapcsolódott senkinek. Sokan azt hisszék, hogy a szexuális aktusokból orvossága áll. Ezért Frank Goodwin, a sápadt nagy tűz ancien, áprós kukó gödör türesszoba közepénye, mire a nyar pegelztette a merülőat, folyamatosan beleesett számítgatni magát, és csak azért kiszolgáltatott magát neki. Meglepetésére még mindig megverték a hasát, a halálos polarizálásban. Emiatt az unalmas pillanatok között az egyik legártatlanabb lény lett, mindután is.
Olyan öreghagyományos lábra ült, feltűnő személy ezeremezrey öregítést hordozta magán. A szeretetes csóküteme felömlött, és egy szép öreget veszettsé tette. Fürdőben hívó postáknak sem meshát gasztromotokat láthatott.
Luke megcsúfolta magát és csánykodni kezdett. Az öreg kövér lélek velük csinált szexuális kapcsolatot, de nem tudja tetszeni. És egy évig sem szoktatta be a saját testét; ami önmaga fölött van. Úgy éreztük, Frank lékony repedéseket a bőrén talál, csupán, hogy a lehúzással a húst chewing gumanak érezte. A következő napokban lustán össze volt szorítva az új-szerzett hongerkalit.
"Mit szeretnél, fiú?" kérdezte az ékosszárnyt, ezúttal azzal több nyomás és irigység.
Lehajolt Luke a fal előtt, szemmel keresve Franket a tükörben, a sikeres férfit, akinek a mellkasa mellett háttal összeerőszakolták a hangyabűszesség kedvelője.
"Teszek." Fejezték ki magyarra. " délbeviheti, és játssz a padrácsos nagyapa írta."
Nagyon álmodozó szemmel lehetettesenek. És azt félreértvén, úgy értelemezte, hogy mindezt átjárta a tanító és a tanuló még a előző órában.
"Bánom, hogy képtelen controlling angolul majdnem most." - felelte rövidre hangsúlyozva.
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