The Businessmen Chapter 3 - Transactions - Master Peter, Bastian Karim
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I know that I don’t have almost enough to adorn what I owe Master Peter for his company’s assistance. And I know that it’s significant not to have anything outstanding with those you want to keep in your great graces. Having that much currency made them feel untouchable, but it was the ones that perceived untouchable who desired my touch the most. I’ve caught the way that these studs eyeball me when discussing business, notably the transactions in which I am involved. It awakened in me that same carnal longing for sexual let out that seemed to inflame in their gaze. It was something I could use to my advantage in this situation. They seem to love demonstrating their intensity thru their use of money, so naturally I understood currency was highly significant to them. Master Peter beats me as the ‘no bullshit’ kind of executive: there was a sternness to his behavior that gave off an air of authority. Based on the way he treated our business transactions, I could only commence to imagine how he might treat our sexual exchange. Not having the total amount in money meant that I would need to fork over something else, a bonus tacked on to the bank check to slick things over. I’ve been so used to being passed around by studs of intensity that it came as 2nd nature to suggest him my bod as the bonus. I demonstrate off my bare framework for him, perceiving his stare glued to me. A rush of fever runs thru me as I hear him budge from behind his desk to stand closer. But once he un-does his bind and holds his crotch, I know that he has accepted my offer. I hate to admit it, but there’s a unusual excitement that brews when I watch that glimmer of gold around their finger saying me that I might be seducing a married man. One who is so concentrated on work that he will do whatever it takes to clear his mind and get back to the drawing board. Even if that something is a servant bottom man like me. He undoes his tee-shirt to reveal his unshaved torso and I’m on my knees as I unbuckle his belt buckle. Dropping his pants, I watch Master Peter’s deliciously thick, uncut pecker spring up from the waistband and I objective it toward my mouth. His forearm comes behind my head as he asserts his dominance, wrapping my lips tight around the rubber hood and choking as he thrusts down my throat. He wastes no time lining up that big dick against my hole once I’m introducing to him on the ottoman. Using only the slobber on his pecker as lubricant, he thrusts deep inwards me. His girth spreads my hole open broad as I bend my back to treat his size, obliging moans and chokes of air from me. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this line of work…
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I know that I don’t have almost enough to adorn what I owe Master Peter for his company’s assistance. And I know that it’s significant not to have anything outstanding with those you want to keep in your great graces. Having that much currency made them feel untouchable, but it was the ones that perceived untouchable who desired my touch the most. I’ve caught the way that these studs eyeball me when discussing business, notably the transactions in which I am involved. It awakened in me that same carnal longing for sexual let out that seemed to inflame in their gaze. It was something I could use to my advantage in this situation. They seem to love demonstrating their intensity thru their use of money, so naturally I understood currency was highly significant to them. Master Peter beats me as the ‘no bullshit’ kind of executive: there was a sternness to his behavior that gave off an air of authority. Based on the way he treated our business transactions, I could only commence to imagine how he might treat our sexual exchange. Not having the total amount in money meant that I would need to fork over something else, a bonus tacked on to the bank check to slick things over. I’ve been so used to being passed around by studs of intensity that it came as 2nd nature to suggest him my bod as the bonus. I demonstrate off my bare framework for him, perceiving his stare glued to me. A rush of fever runs thru me as I hear him budge from behind his desk to stand closer. But once he un-does his bind and holds his crotch, I know that he has accepted my offer. I hate to admit it, but there’s a unusual excitement that brews when I watch that glimmer of gold around their finger saying me that I might be seducing a married man. One who is so concentrated on work that he will do whatever it takes to clear his mind and get back to the drawing board. Even if that something is a servant bottom man like me. He undoes his tee-shirt to reveal his unshaved torso and I’m on my knees as I unbuckle his belt buckle. Dropping his pants, I watch Master Peter’s deliciously thick, uncut pecker spring up from the waistband and I objective it toward my mouth. His forearm comes behind my head as he asserts his dominance, wrapping my lips tight around the rubber hood and choking as he thrusts down my throat. He wastes no time lining up that big dick against my hole once I’m introducing to him on the ottoman. Using only the slobber on his pecker as lubricant, he thrusts deep inwards me. His girth spreads my hole open broad as I bend my back to treat his size, obliging moans and chokes of air from me. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this line of work…
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