Page 24 of Ours
“Okay, sir.” Cory looked puzzled, turning around to grab the third jock. It looked like a pair of briefs with a circular hole in the back and he stepped into them. “What do you think, si—”
Carl whistled from his spot behind Cory. “Very nice, boy.”
Cory stared wide eyed at the man who wasnotDerek standing in the booth with him. Then he realized that Carl would have just heardeverything, and he blushed.
“Damn, even cuter when you blush.” Carl reached a hand out and placed it on the wall behind Cory, forcing the boy to sit on the bench. “Was talking with your sir. He told me I should come back here. Said you wanted to thank me yourself.”
Cory didn’t think his face could get redder, but hey, there’s always new goals to set. His cock was also forming a very visible tent in the front of the underwear. Fuck, Derek wanted him to service this man. Thisveryattractive man who was currently groping a very sizeable mound in his jeans. Cory rallied his strength.
“Yes, sir.” He tentatively reached a hand out and grabbed Carl’s crotch. “Ireallywanted to say thank you for all the help today. Is there anything I can do for you,daddy?” He looked up to see how his proposition was being received.
“Oh, I can think of a few things, boy.” Carl looked down with a familiar look in his eye, hand moving to his zipper and pulling it down, fishing his already hard cock out through his fly. “But let’s start here.”
Cory bent forward to take Carl into his mouth, the cock nearly straining his jaw. It was about average in length, but it was thick, thicker than either Nic or Derek. That actually made it a little harder to swallow, even though it wasn’t reaching the depths that either of them had. Cory was trying to be very conscious of his teeth, though it was proving difficult.
“I know I’m thick, boy.” A hand pet though his hair. “You’re doing a good job so far.”
The praise helped Cory relax, eventually allowing him to take the thick cock deeper without thinking about it. Before he knew it, he was feeling the bear’s belly pressed against his forehead, his cock nearly engulfed entirely. The rest of his pants prevented Cory from accessing everything, but he could still smell the man’s musk through his open fly.
“Fuck, boy, you’re good at this.” Carl gripped Cory on either side of his head, gently pumping his cock in and out of Cory’s mouth while the boy concentrated on minding his teeth and throat.
Much like Derek minutes before, Carl also had no intention of leaving things here. And he also retrieved that same small bottle of lube from his own pocket—Derek had slipped it back into his hand before telling him that Cory was waiting for him. So after a few more pumps into the boy’s mouth, Carl pulled out and tugged him up.
He wasted no time in flipping the boy around, having him place both his hands against the wall. Cory allowed himself to be manipulated, holding the position the dom had put him in. Carl moved his hands down to Cory’s ass groping and smacking it before delving his fingers into the cleft. He sought out Cory’shole, still open and slick from his previous use. The distinct smell of cum was apparent, a small trickle of Derek’s load leaking out as Carl spread him wide.
“Fuck, I love a sloppy hole.” Carl admired the sight before him before slicking his cock with lube. He didn’t need much from the looks of it. “Ready, boy?”
Hell yeah, he was. “Yes, SIR!”
With a final spank, Carl aimed his cock forward and pushed home.
“Oh god, that’s thick.” Cory could feel the stretch as Carl pushed in steadily. There was a slight burn, but it was still nothing like it had been the first few times.
“Shit, boy. I may need to ask your sir if I can borrow you sometime.” Carl paused when he bottomed out, enjoying the feel of the tight young ass around his cock.
Cory wouldn’t be opposed to that. Though if this was any indicator, he wouldn’t really have a say, would he? He breathed deeply as he got used to the feeling of being stretched this much, and once he leveled out, Daddy Carl began thrusting.Thatset Cory off as the incredibly thick cock scraped back and forth over his prostate.
“Ooooohhh fuuuucck.” Cory felt like he was already close to cumming. “You’re so fucking big, daddy.”
Carl gave the boy a spank as he continued his fucking. He wasn’t about to use a cheesy line like“That’s why they call me Big Daddy Carl,”but … thatwaswhy they called him Big Daddy Carl. He had stretched open more than just a few asses in this very changing booth. This was definitely one of the more memorable rears.
“Yeah, you like that daddy cock stretching you out, boy?” Carl punctuated his sentence with a strong thrust.
“Fuck, yes, daddy, feels so good,” Cory moaned.Oh god!He was close to cumming, but he just couldn’t push himself over theedge—until he felt Carl’s hand grab his cock through his pouch. “Oh fuuuck, daddyyy…”
The orgasm tore through him as Carl’s cock relentlessly pounded his ass and prostate. Carl growled low as he felt Cory’s ass constrict and spasm on his cock and continued thrusting. He was close, but he was glad he pushed the boy over the edge first.
“Then fucking take my load, boy. Take daddy’s cum in your hole.” His thrusts turned almost volatile as his own orgasm washed over him. He felt the cum shoot from his cock as he continued trying to drive it farther into Cory. He gripped him tightly against him, not allowing the boy an inch of movement even if he wanted to take it.
As the two caught their breaths, Cory for the second time, Carl placed a hand on the wall above Cory’s to brace himself. Reluctantly, he pulled himself from the boy’s tight and no doubt tender ass, eliciting a sudden hiss as his head popped out. Carl chuckled as he reached for the paper towel roll and stepped back.
“Sorry about that, boy.” Carl wiped his cock off before tucking it away. “You did a damn good job. Those two seem to be doing a good job with you so far.”
“Thank you, sir.” Cory smiled. “Sometimes I’m still not sure I believe it’s happening.”
“I bet you’ve got quite the story to tell. But your men are downstairs waiting for you.” Carl looked at his watch. “Probably for a few minutes now.”
“Shit, I better go.” Cory finished getting dressed and made to move around the man who stopped him for a second.
