Ripe and Well-prepped - MILO - Chapter 6
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Mr. Cain Marko, a tall and killer handyman, had a slight dilemma. He had a lovely lil coworker—Milo Miles—who was insanely attracted to him.That doesn’t sound much like a problem, but Mr. Marko’s dilemma lay in the fact that every time he and Milo were assigned to the same job site, the shameless twunk couldn’t keep his eyes or forearms to himself. Milo was addicted to Mr. Marko's humungous muscles, and particularly those boulder-sized biceps!Mr. Marko was ...Mr. Marko was equipped with zero defenses when it came to lil Milo’s big, chocolate-colored eyes and idolizing smile. That smile… every time it found him, the 2 of them would hunt for a place at the jobsite where they could be alone and be all over each other.As a result, several customers had phoned the company complaining that the work assigned was taking longer than the contract specified. This fling, Mr. Marko knew, had to come to a screeching halt. So, Milo had been receiving assignments that kept him at a different jobsite than Mr. Marko—unfortunately, he thought.However, that didn't seem to slow Milo down. He would consistently find Mr. Marko at whatever job website that he happened to be at and surprise the diligently working giant. This day was no different.As Mr. Marko huffed, puffed and heaved fresh furniture into a client’s fresh house, he heard a tapping at the nearest window. Of course, it was Milo—beaming. Mr. Marko chuckled to himself as he set down the last lump of furniture in its place.Milo knew whenever Mr. Marko was at a jobsite that would require all day powerful lifting, that it'd get this towering hunk all steamy and sweat-soaked in his sexy coveralls.And for his part, Mr. Marko absolutely enjoyed the fact that this revved the dude on so. When he let Milo thru the entrance, the vigorous dude was already slurping his lips, his tight-fitting denim tenting in the crotch.Milo peered up at Mr. Marko. Naturally, he couldn’t help but coyly remark on the sweltering fever and generous amount of perspiration coming from the smoking steamy daddy.Next thing Mr. Marko knew, Milo shoved himself up onto his highly tippy toes and smooched the grinning giant. The killer handyman sighed and throated Milo’s tongue all the way into his mouth. As the 2 paramours interchanged saliva, Mr. Marko cupped Milo’s beautiful bouncy culo and squashed both cheeks.Milo’s lovely fun-size sobs of enjoyment made the massive lump in Mr. Marko’s coveralls convulse and embark to stir. The towering DILF easily raised the lad up so that they could polish themselves into one another, causing both of their chisels to harden full-mast.Milo wrapped his arms and gams around Mr. Marko's muscled shoulders and wide back. After a few magical moments of this tender embrace, Mr. Marko delicately set Milo down on one of the client’s soft sofas. Then, the DILF began to unbuckle his sweat-soaked shirt.He pulled Milo up off the bed and pressed the succulent face and throat up against his furry chest. Milo smooched and munched the hunk’s pointy nipples, inhaled the still-sweaty aroma, and almost from the heavenly smell of Mr. Marko’s armpit fur.Then, Milo’s ultimate wet desire finally came true: Mr. Marko rippled his bulbous biceps. The spitting hotty fondled his superior’s humungous meaty pecs, then nuzzled his face against Mr. Marko’s mighty musculature. The king-sized dude’s bicep was much thicker even than the twink’s head and could have easily served as the perfect cushion had the muscles not been as rigid as steel.The now-groaning-and-moaning handyman had to get the dude nude and pronto. As Milo’s clothes came flying off his nimble lil body, Mr. Marko finally unleashed his pulsating dad meat from his jockeys.Wide-eyes packed with surprised wonder, Milo bravely throated the monstrous entirety of Mr. Marko’s thick dick into his fun-size throat . He absolutely enjoyed and craved it. Mr. Marko couldn’t help but notice, though, that his dude was beginning to struggle, even if just a lil bit.For his part, Milo sincerely enjoyed the compete of working his petite jaws around the humungous head. Even when he ball-gagged on the enormous shaft and bulbous bell end, he nourished the low rumble it seemed to cause his large lover. After some long-drawn, fantastically indulgent throat-fondling, the genial giant now had fairly an appetite. The otter wished his honeycomb.Mr. Marko lapped that tasty twunk violate with a groan of nefarious satisfaction. The lumbering giant rumbled to his feet with a unexpected whirr and raised his manhood with both hands, aiming it hetero for the wide-eyed boy’s lil pucker.When he drove his battering tuck into the tiny twink’s tunnel, they both shouted out with pure, terrific sensation. Mr. Marko throated in a acute breath because the farther his dick shoved in, the firmer the boy’s enjoy hallway squeezed. Milo’s dude boner leaked and cascaded vast amounts of precum as Mr. Marko’s dickhead prodded and pawed Milo’s mild sweet-spot.Near-delirious, Milo prayed to be rolled over onto his back and cruelly powerfucked. Mr. Marko obeyed to that demand in no time, and once he had the dude on his back, he rocked the lad to accomplish delirium.Milo could easily tell when Mr. Marko was about to pop. The combo of terrific need for released and his sweat-soaked DILF’s mighty shovels sent the dude over the edge.Thick, white-hot busts of dude juice sent sheets of nut-juice all over Milo’s torso and abs. Mr. Marko wasn’t far behind; he sensed the emerging orgasm strike the boundaries of containment. With one final authoritative shove of his massive shaft, the herculean handyman came, launching volleys of man-batter into the boy’s tiny tunnel.Mr. Marko collapsed onto the well-fucked and packed twink. Milo couldn’t help but take another long, deep, inhale—the apartment was ripe with the aroma of sweat and sex. It was intoxicating, and it made the boy’s dick convulse again, despite the fact he had just orgasmed. Mr. Marko smiled as they made eye contact… they both knew that this job was going to take a while, too.
Mr. Cain Marko, a tall and killer handyman, had a slight dilemma. He had a lovely lil coworker—Milo Miles—who was insanely attracted to him.That doesn’t sound much like a problem, but Mr. Marko’s dilemma lay in the fact that every time he and Milo were assigned to the same job site, the shameless twunk couldn’t keep his eyes or forearms to himself. Milo was addicted to Mr. Marko's humungous muscles, and particularly those boulder-sized biceps!Mr. Marko was ...Mr. Marko was equipped with zero defenses when it came to lil Milo’s big, chocolate-colored eyes and idolizing smile. That smile… every time it found him, the 2 of them would hunt for a place at the jobsite where they could be alone and be all over each other.As a result, several customers had phoned the company complaining that the work assigned was taking longer than the contract specified. This fling, Mr. Marko knew, had to come to a screeching halt. So, Milo had been receiving assignments that kept him at a different jobsite than Mr. Marko—unfortunately, he thought.However, that didn't seem to slow Milo down. He would consistently find Mr. Marko at whatever job website that he happened to be at and surprise the diligently working giant. This day was no different.As Mr. Marko huffed, puffed and heaved fresh furniture into a client’s fresh house, he heard a tapping at the nearest window. Of course, it was Milo—beaming. Mr. Marko chuckled to himself as he set down the last lump of furniture in its place.Milo knew whenever Mr. Marko was at a jobsite that would require all day powerful lifting, that it'd get this towering hunk all steamy and sweat-soaked in his sexy coveralls.And for his part, Mr. Marko absolutely enjoyed the fact that this revved the dude on so. When he let Milo thru the entrance, the vigorous dude was already slurping his lips, his tight-fitting denim tenting in the crotch.Milo peered up at Mr. Marko. Naturally, he couldn’t help but coyly remark on the sweltering fever and generous amount of perspiration coming from the smoking steamy daddy.Next thing Mr. Marko knew, Milo shoved himself up onto his highly tippy toes and smooched the grinning giant. The killer handyman sighed and throated Milo’s tongue all the way into his mouth. As the 2 paramours interchanged saliva, Mr. Marko cupped Milo’s beautiful bouncy culo and squashed both cheeks.Milo’s lovely fun-size sobs of enjoyment made the massive lump in Mr. Marko’s coveralls convulse and embark to stir. The towering DILF easily raised the lad up so that they could polish themselves into one another, causing both of their chisels to harden full-mast.Milo wrapped his arms and gams around Mr. Marko's muscled shoulders and wide back. After a few magical moments of this tender embrace, Mr. Marko delicately set Milo down on one of the client’s soft sofas. Then, the DILF began to unbuckle his sweat-soaked shirt.He pulled Milo up off the bed and pressed the succulent face and throat up against his furry chest. Milo smooched and munched the hunk’s pointy nipples, inhaled the still-sweaty aroma, and almost from the heavenly smell of Mr. Marko’s armpit fur.Then, Milo’s ultimate wet desire finally came true: Mr. Marko rippled his bulbous biceps. The spitting hotty fondled his superior’s humungous meaty pecs, then nuzzled his face against Mr. Marko’s mighty musculature. The king-sized dude’s bicep was much thicker even than the twink’s head and could have easily served as the perfect cushion had the muscles not been as rigid as steel.The now-groaning-and-moaning handyman had to get the dude nude and pronto. As Milo’s clothes came flying off his nimble lil body, Mr. Marko finally unleashed his pulsating dad meat from his jockeys.Wide-eyes packed with surprised wonder, Milo bravely throated the monstrous entirety of Mr. Marko’s thick dick into his fun-size throat . He absolutely enjoyed and craved it. Mr. Marko couldn’t help but notice, though, that his dude was beginning to struggle, even if just a lil bit.For his part, Milo sincerely enjoyed the compete of working his petite jaws around the humungous head. Even when he ball-gagged on the enormous shaft and bulbous bell end, he nourished the low rumble it seemed to cause his large lover. After some long-drawn, fantastically indulgent throat-fondling, the genial giant now had fairly an appetite. The otter wished his honeycomb.Mr. Marko lapped that tasty twunk violate with a groan of nefarious satisfaction. The lumbering giant rumbled to his feet with a unexpected whirr and raised his manhood with both hands, aiming it hetero for the wide-eyed boy’s lil pucker.When he drove his battering tuck into the tiny twink’s tunnel, they both shouted out with pure, terrific sensation. Mr. Marko throated in a acute breath because the farther his dick shoved in, the firmer the boy’s enjoy hallway squeezed. Milo’s dude boner leaked and cascaded vast amounts of precum as Mr. Marko’s dickhead prodded and pawed Milo’s mild sweet-spot.Near-delirious, Milo prayed to be rolled over onto his back and cruelly powerfucked. Mr. Marko obeyed to that demand in no time, and once he had the dude on his back, he rocked the lad to accomplish delirium.Milo could easily tell when Mr. Marko was about to pop. The combo of terrific need for released and his sweat-soaked DILF’s mighty shovels sent the dude over the edge.Thick, white-hot busts of dude juice sent sheets of nut-juice all over Milo’s torso and abs. Mr. Marko wasn’t far behind; he sensed the emerging orgasm strike the boundaries of containment. With one final authoritative shove of his massive shaft, the herculean handyman came, launching volleys of man-batter into the boy’s tiny tunnel.Mr. Marko collapsed onto the well-fucked and packed twink. Milo couldn’t help but take another long, deep, inhale—the apartment was ripe with the aroma of sweat and sex. It was intoxicating, and it made the boy’s dick convulse again, despite the fact he had just orgasmed. Mr. Marko smiled as they made eye contact… they both knew that this job was going to take a while, too.
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