Jack Bailey and Lance Charger
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Jerk was pretty gutted when he didn’t get the job he’d expected for. He’d worked so stiff to get ready and introduce himself as hottest as possible, but in the end, it didn’t work out. Jerk had always challenged himself and was no stranger to defeat, but something about this one stung a little bit more. Jack’s had done so much to help him and he really valued that time together. In a way, he sensed like he wasn’t alone in the dialogue or anything else because the 2 of them were a team. He sensed like he was standing on the shoulders of the massive that was Mr. Charger and that would help him go further than he imagined. Of course, the stiff lesson he had to learn was that he was his own dude at the end of the day. With all the enjoy and support of those behind him, he was going to be judged on his own merits. As his read the letter of rejection, he sensed embarrassed that such a intense and successful dude as Mr. Charger had to be part of his failure. He didn’t want to disappoint himself, but Jerk didn’t want to disappoint his even more. When Mr. Charger could witness the dude kicking off to drown deep into the office chair, he instantly knew they had to course correct. No longer was the task about jobs or interviews or preparedness, but it was about making sure Jerk knew he was still his off the hook little guy. Mr. Charger pulled Jerk over to him, letting him sit on his lap as he’d done when he was younger. He put an mitt around him and told him how off the hook he was. He knew he had to make Jerk perceive better any way possible. And lately, he’s detected something that always puts a sneer on the young man’s face… Standing up, Mr. Charger gave Jerk a kiss on the lips before bending him over the desk. It was unexpected and fast, but it was enough to let Jerk know what was coming. He didn’t have to think about the job or the letter, or anything else but what his was doing. Mr. Charger pulled down Jack’s pants, getting a close sight of his soft, slick ass. He smooched it delicately at very first before diving his face deep between his cheeks. “Isn’t this better?” the asked, sneering and looking up at his boy. Jerk couldn’t help but violate a smile, appreciating that the elderly dude was releasing all the stops to make him perceive good. Mr. Charger’s tongue moved over Jack’s crevice with expert precision, both tickling, teasing, and delicately moving inside. Jerk couldn’t help but moan, sensing his loins erect with excitement. He wished to perceive his inwards him and to leave behind all about the letter. And Charger knew that. releasing his boner from his pants, the elderly dude could perceive the boy’s fantasy to submit. He needed to let go and think about nothing else but an intense pounding. He slipped the peak of his member against Jack’s hole, sensing him come back on him ever so slightly, as if he was kicking off to be penetrated with his ass. Mr. Charger took off the remainder of his clothes, put a hand down on Jack’s smooth, youthfull back, and rammed himself deep into his grandson’s guts. Jerk attempted to contain his moans, not wanting to alert anyone nearby to the pulverizing occuring in his ’s office. Mr. Charger, on the other hand, seemed to have no care in the world but his boy’s needs. He worked him slowly, pulverizing him with sensitive pushes at first, providing him a opportunity to get used to the elderly man’s thick, pulsing member. But once Jerk totally relaxed, the elderly dude restrained nothing back from his boy. The very first aggressive shove was a shock. Jerk did not hope to be so harshly banged by the elderly man, but he was instantly grateful. He sensed entirely taken and dominated, sensing his bare boner budge inwards his crevice and insert against his prostate. Jerk masturbated himself between the desk and his body, loving every stiff shovel the elderly dude gave him. The furious pounding was nearly more than Jerk could handle, but he didn’t dare ask it to stop. He looked back at his , witnessing the powerful, handsome, unstoppable dude he’d always known and loved. And bearing the utter of his fucking, he knew he was special. He knew he was protected and cared for. That even now as he fought to take the onslaught of deep penetrations, it was he that Mr. Charger was performing for. Jerk wished to perceive his breed him more than anything else he’d ever wanted. More than any job or trophy or approval. Knowing he could have his right there inwards him, with him, him on such a profound, congenital level… it was the ultimate prize in life...
Jerk was pretty gutted when he didn’t get the job he’d expected for. He’d worked so stiff to get ready and introduce himself as hottest as possible, but in the end, it didn’t work out. Jerk had always challenged himself and was no stranger to defeat, but something about this one stung a little bit more. Jack’s had done so much to help him and he really valued that time together. In a way, he sensed like he wasn’t alone in the dialogue or anything else because the 2 of them were a team. He sensed like he was standing on the shoulders of the massive that was Mr. Charger and that would help him go further than he imagined. Of course, the stiff lesson he had to learn was that he was his own dude at the end of the day. With all the enjoy and support of those behind him, he was going to be judged on his own merits. As his read the letter of rejection, he sensed embarrassed that such a intense and successful dude as Mr. Charger had to be part of his failure. He didn’t want to disappoint himself, but Jerk didn’t want to disappoint his even more. When Mr. Charger could witness the dude kicking off to drown deep into the office chair, he instantly knew they had to course correct. No longer was the task about jobs or interviews or preparedness, but it was about making sure Jerk knew he was still his off the hook little guy. Mr. Charger pulled Jerk over to him, letting him sit on his lap as he’d done when he was younger. He put an mitt around him and told him how off the hook he was. He knew he had to make Jerk perceive better any way possible. And lately, he’s detected something that always puts a sneer on the young man’s face… Standing up, Mr. Charger gave Jerk a kiss on the lips before bending him over the desk. It was unexpected and fast, but it was enough to let Jerk know what was coming. He didn’t have to think about the job or the letter, or anything else but what his was doing. Mr. Charger pulled down Jack’s pants, getting a close sight of his soft, slick ass. He smooched it delicately at very first before diving his face deep between his cheeks. “Isn’t this better?” the asked, sneering and looking up at his boy. Jerk couldn’t help but violate a smile, appreciating that the elderly dude was releasing all the stops to make him perceive good. Mr. Charger’s tongue moved over Jack’s crevice with expert precision, both tickling, teasing, and delicately moving inside. Jerk couldn’t help but moan, sensing his loins erect with excitement. He wished to perceive his inwards him and to leave behind all about the letter. And Charger knew that. releasing his boner from his pants, the elderly dude could perceive the boy’s fantasy to submit. He needed to let go and think about nothing else but an intense pounding. He slipped the peak of his member against Jack’s hole, sensing him come back on him ever so slightly, as if he was kicking off to be penetrated with his ass. Mr. Charger took off the remainder of his clothes, put a hand down on Jack’s smooth, youthfull back, and rammed himself deep into his grandson’s guts. Jerk attempted to contain his moans, not wanting to alert anyone nearby to the pulverizing occuring in his ’s office. Mr. Charger, on the other hand, seemed to have no care in the world but his boy’s needs. He worked him slowly, pulverizing him with sensitive pushes at first, providing him a opportunity to get used to the elderly man’s thick, pulsing member. But once Jerk totally relaxed, the elderly dude restrained nothing back from his boy. The very first aggressive shove was a shock. Jerk did not hope to be so harshly banged by the elderly man, but he was instantly grateful. He sensed entirely taken and dominated, sensing his bare boner budge inwards his crevice and insert against his prostate. Jerk masturbated himself between the desk and his body, loving every stiff shovel the elderly dude gave him. The furious pounding was nearly more than Jerk could handle, but he didn’t dare ask it to stop. He looked back at his , witnessing the powerful, handsome, unstoppable dude he’d always known and loved. And bearing the utter of his fucking, he knew he was special. He knew he was protected and cared for. That even now as he fought to take the onslaught of deep penetrations, it was he that Mr. Charger was performing for. Jerk wished to perceive his breed him more than anything else he’d ever wanted. More than any job or trophy or approval. Knowing he could have his right there inwards him, with him, him on such a profound, congenital level… it was the ultimate prize in life...
Added: 2021-12-05 • Views: 48 • Duration: 17:00
