Page 23 of The Butler

His expression did not change in the least. How could he be attracted to a broke loser? I’d just exposed what a disappointment I was to myself, and yet he didn’t seem to care.

“Then I suggest you stay employed. I still need a butler.”

“How can that work?” I asked. “You’re just missing Troy is all, and I understand how that feels, but neither of us are ready yet.”

“I didn’t ask you to marry me.”

I blushed. “I know, but I’m trying so hard to be better prepared in my life. I have real love goals, Linc,” I whispered, wanting to back up but failing.

“As do I. How about we see how this could work? We have ten more days. We could be . . . you know,friendsandyou can still work for me.”

“Our little secret?” I asked. “I still earn my way and you treat me like an employee?”

“Well, not exactly like an employee,” he admitted. “I don’t sleep with my employees.”

“But you want to make an exception?” I asked. The thought of a secret affair for the next ten days had its appeal. “Just us having this attraction and making a physical connection at the same time?” My cock was swelling in my tight uniform. The heat coming off of this man was insanely intense. He was exactly my type, and if I broke my promise to myself just one more time would it be that big of a deal? “Could I give you my final answer after we fuck for the first time?” I asked.

He was on me in a flash. His tongue darted into my mouth and he held my face in his hands as we tried to extinguish whatever this ill-advised agreement we’d just made was. My first instinct was to get his cock in my mouth. I had serious oral skills and decided it was time to pad my resume. I knelt in front of him and reached for his already erect dick. Kissing the tip, I massaged his balls and began to take him in my mouth. His hands gripped the sides of my face and he maneuvered me over him. The smell of his expensive shower gel lingered along with his manly scent. He was well endowed, but like I said, I had a gift and he wouldn’t be too big for me.

“Nice, Dek. I knew you’d be a great cocksucker,” he moaned. “Take all of me,” he ordered, guiding the back of my head toward him. He slid past the gag point. Not that I actually had one. I managed to take him fully down my throat and held him there while I tensed my throat muscles around his dick.

“Fuuucckkk,” he groaned.

Applying as much of my talent to his solid cock as I could muster, I swallowed him deep, and then came off of his erect dick and licked the length for several minutes, teasing him mercilessly.

“Come here, stud,” he said, gently pulling me upright.

“Undress me, Daddy.”

His eyes widened and a grin spread across his face. He liked that name. I knew he would. My experience taught me that most mature gay men of a certain age loved their boys to refer to them as Daddy. I had serious Daddy issues, so I hoped I was correct.

“I want you to tell me what to do, Daddy. I promise I’ll do whatever you desire.”

He brought his mouth to my ear and sighed deeply.

“Anything,” I added.

Linc began unbuttoning my uniform shirt. “I knew it,” he whispered. “You are as smooth as a baby’s bum, aren’t you, boy?”

Oh yes, this was game on. I allowed him to slip my shirt off. His palms met my pecs, and he rubbed my chest, stopping to tweak my nipples. A tremor coursed through my body from the contact.

“Oh, you like nipple play too? You and I are going to have a fun cruise, Dek.” His hands undid the clasp on my slacks. Our uniforms had no belt. The pants had tighteners on the waist that kept them up, and he knew his way around a pair. My zipper came down and he reached a hand into my briefs and rubbed my erection. “You’re leaking, boy.”

“I’m excited, Daddy. I’ve wanted you since you stepped off the copter and held my hand.”

“You knew at that moment I wanted your ass, didn’t you, boy?” He pulled my slacks and briefs down in one swift motion. “Well, what do we have here? Big for a little boy.” He tapped my leg to have me step out of them. I had no shoes on because he preferred bare feet in his cabin due to the expensive floors. We were both naked now and pressed our bodies together. His erection pressed against mine. A quick glance revealed the slight size difference. “I have you beat by an inch or two, Dek.”

“Good. That’s perfect for a daddy and his boy. Can I suck you again?” I asked.

He smashed his mouth on mine and pulled me against his body. He was strong which made me weak. Linc was exactly my kind of man. He was classy and masculine. Many wealthy men seemed a bit too refined for my liking, but not him. Soft was not my idea of a real man. He was elegant yet very aggressively male at the same time.

“Turn around,” he growled. I did as I was told, and he pressed himself against my back. The outline of his erection was centered in my spine before he lifted my ass cheeks and slipped his dick between my legs. “How about some practice, boy?” He spat on his hand and slicked his cock. It felt amazing as he rubbed his cock between my ass cheeks, crossing my taint and hole. I wanted him in me now, but he was taking his sweet time. “Your ass is so smooth, Dek. Perfect little globes of flesh.”

I pushed back gently, rolling my cheeks against him. “Put it in, Linc.”

“Not yet, you little tease. Let Daddy explore a bit longer.” Linc moved me toward the center of the room where the massage table was located. We took baby steps as he pumped his cock between my legs. “Bend over the table, Dek. Leave your feet on the floor.” We were at the foot of the table so I laid forward with my waist hinged so I could keep my feet flat on the floor. He used his knee to move my legs apart as he kneeled behind me. “Fucking hot. I knew you had the perfect ass,” he said, carefully parting my cheeks with the palms of his hands.

“Fuck me, Daddy. I need your dick in me.”

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