When You’re A Boy

“I’ll meet you here, in an hour, I’ll just be looking around” said 30-year-old Mike Jones to his 28-year-old wife, Cheryl. They were at a Tampa, Florida, shopping mall. Cheryl was taking their 5-year-old son and three-year-old daughter clothes shopping at Marshall’s on a Sunday afternoon. Mike didn’t need to be involved and looked forward to a rare hour on his own without the nagging Cheryl and his yammering kids. Mike was good looking, 6’ tall and in fine shape. He wore cut-off jeans and a blue T-shirt. He worked as a real estate salesman and was doing well. He started walking around.

 Witnessing this brief scene was the cute-faced 18-year-old Lyle Watson. He was medium height, thin and had curly brown-hair. He was wearing white shorts, a green polo shirt and boat shoes.

 “Excuse me sir,” Lyle said in his appealing voice, looking intently into Mike’s eyes. “I need a few things at CVS” Lyle stared down at Mike’s ample crotch, “If you help me out, I’ll help you out” said Kyle turning on his terrific smile and licking his sensuous full and pouty lips. “I’m parked outside.”

 Mike was taken aback, but instantly sized up the situation. This obviously gay pretty boy was propositioning him! Damn! What the fuck?! He had an hour without his wife and kids. His dick was now hard and straining in his jean cut-offs, at the thought of getting some action with this desirable and eager kid.  

 “Well, boy, let’s get you what you need, so I can get what I need” whispered Mike.

 In the CVS drugstore, Lyle filled a shopping basket with blonde hair dye, fancy moisturizer, disposable razors and a bottle of KY lube. The total was $53.45, Mike charged it. They walked to the parked cars outside, Lyle’s car was parked in a secluded area near some trees. Kyle dumped his shopping bag in the backseat. Mike sat in the driver’s seat; Kyle sat in the passenger seat. Lyle undid Mike’s belt, unzipped his shorts, put his hand on the waist band of Mike’s boxer briefs and pulled them down.

 Mike’s seven and half inch hard cut cock sprang upward, its marvelous carved head and thick shaft rested on the steering wheel, precum oozed from the slit, his meaty balls flopped downward. No matter how many dicks Lyle had, each was one was special. Lyle held Mike’s cock with his hand, covered his teeth with his sensuous lips and licked the underside of Mike’s dick head with his velvet tongue.

 “WHOA!” thought Mike to himself, “It’s my lucky day!” Mike luxuriated in getting his cock sucked by this experienced gay boy. Lyle licked all over Mike’s shaft and suckled his balls. Then he began deepthroating Mike’s cock in earnest, his head bobbed up and down on Mike’s cock.

 “Holy fucking shit!” thought Mike. Cheryl sure wasn’t as good as this kid, she rarely and only half-heartedly ever went down on him. A man needs a good blow job now and then, no matter who it’s from. Lyle was happy to hear the delighted gurgling from Mike, he was getting close. Lyle felt Mike’s cock twitching in his mouth, then a humongous blast of Mike’s hot cum was flooding his throat, Lyle swallowed it all down, Mike’s now soft cock flopped out of Lyle’s mouth and rested on Mike’s thigh. He did his shorts up, opened the car door, left the car and slammed the door shut.

 “See! You look so young and beautiful!” said Lyle’s mother, Mona after she died his hair blond later. “Have a good night” she said. Lyle got dressed in red gym shorts and a red tank top which showcased his compact, lean and naturally toned body. He drove to a rest stop off the highway. The parking lot was filled with cars and trucks, with men in them…                                               

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 Lyle knew he was different since he was in elementary school. His eyes fixated on the boys in his classes, instead of girls. Time went by and he became aware of sex and that he wanted it from boys. By puberty he was watching gay porn and educated himself on what sex involved. He identified with the bottoms he saw and longed to suck a cock and get his ass fucked by sexy tops. Viewing porn instilled lust in him with no concept about love or companionship. He was particularly fascinated by the older dominant men he saw. He wished he had a stepfather who would sexually use him like in the porn films.

 Instead, he only had a bitter single mother. 16-year-old lower class Mona got pregnant in high school. The boy refused to acknowledge his responsibility let alone marry her, he went off to college and Mona never heard from him again. Her parents wouldn’t let her get an abortion. She was pulled out of high school and gave birth to Lyle. When he was six, Mona took him and moved out of her hated parents’ house and set herself up in a one-bedroom apartment in a decent complex. She got a waitressing job at a Cracker Barrel, working daytime shifts. She’d drive Lyle to school, then pick him up after she was done at 4:00 PM. They managed. When Lyle was older and in middle school, Mona switched to night shifts, which paid more in tips due to dinner time.

 It was in high school, that Lyle’s dreams came true. One morning, he was in the men’s room pissing at a urinal, a handsome senior guy came in and took the urinal next to his. Though not much older than Lyle, the senior had stubble and seemed like he could be Lyle’s elder stepbrother from a porn film.

 Lyle stared at the senior’s big beautiful semi-hard dick emitting a stream of piss, he wanted to suck it so badly, he HAD to suck it. Lyle zipped up stared into the senior’s eyes and went into a stall. The senior finished pissing and went into the stall. Kyle was sitting on the toilet. The senior took his dick out and Lyle gave his first blow job. The smell, taste and sensation of having a cock in his mouth was everything Lyle had hoped for. From watching porn, he knew just what to do with his mouth to please the senior and get him off. This first load of cum that shot of in his throat was intoxicating. That precious warm thick and salty liquid was delicious and overwhelming. Lyle was ecstatic, he’d done it! The senior put his dick back in his jeans and walked off in silence. Lyle knew they weren’t going to be friends; Lyle knew he was just a white trash queer who sucked superior guy’s dicks in bathrooms. He was cool with that.  

 Of course, the senior put the word out to his friends that Lyle was a queer and easy. Kyle was thrilled to be known as the school fag; he was now sucking off students in the bathroom regularly, some teachers even wanted in on the action. After school, he’d often do the rich students who had their own cars in their vehicles. The best was two senior friends who wanted to fuck Lyle. He was so happy. He carried a bottle of KY lube in his backpack in anticipation of such an event. Kyle’s loss of his virginity was as wonderful as he had hoped it to be. He was on his hands and knees in the car’s back seat. The extreme pleasure of his asshole stretching around one large young dick and then another was awesome. The sensation of getting pounded out by the two uncaring guys was thrilling. Lyle’s hands-free orgasm was shattering, his own seven inch cut dick had never shot off so much cum before. Getting fucked became another pastime.

 Lyle was flunking out, he didn’t care about classes, homework, or going to college, he cared only about dick, he couldn’t get enough. Lyle let it be known he was available after school at home as Mona was at work until 10:00 PM. He’d have guys over in the living room, he suck them and get fucked by them in the living room couch bed he slept on.

 It was just another evening, with Lyle and a sexy classmate nude in his bed, Kyle had sucked the guy’s cock and now the guy was passionately fucking him doggie style. The two boys were in a mutually erotic zone and didn’t hear the key in the lock.

 “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!” hollered the red-faced 35-year-old Mona as she opened the door and witnessed the sight of her nude son on his hands and his knees getting his ass pounded by a good-looking young stud. Lyle’s partner didn’t give a shit about getting caught he kept fucking Kyle anyway as he was close to cumming.

 “Sure! Take your time! Go right ahead and get yourself off!” snarled Mona. “I bet this little slut gave you head too!” Mona grabbed the guy’s jeans off the floor, she went into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. “Hey! This little whore isn’t giving it away anymore!” she grabbed the $43 in cash out of the wallet.

 “Ma!” cried Lyle while he was still getting fucked, then the guy grunted and came in him. He pulled out, his dick and balls were jangling as Mona threw his clothes and sneakers at him, “Get the fuck out of here!” He scrambled out the door nude with his clothes.

 “Clean yourself up!” barked Mona. Lyle went off and took a shower. When he returned dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, Mona was at table drinking a glass of Southern Comfort and smoking a Marlboro Red. There was a glass of Southern Comfort for Lyle.

 “Drink up,” said Mona quietly, “You sure are a man now.” Kyle sat down and drank. “Jesus Christ! The power went out at the restaurant, I come home early and had to see you taking it up the ass!”

 “I’m sorry.”

 “Listen, you’re a queer, that's fine by me. Of course, you are, the way you grew up without a father or a man to show you how to be a man. I’m sorry about that. Be a queer, if that’s what you want, but you’re not giving it away! I gave it away and look at me, stuck in a shit job and getting older by the minute! No one respects a slut; a whore is respected. You only put out if you get something in return!”

 Mona went to Lyle’s dresser, she pulled out a pair of red gym shorts, a red tank top and a white jockstrap. “Change into this.” Lyle dressed in what his mother took out. “Let’s go.” They got into Mona’s car. They stopped at a Rite Aid. She drove them to a rest stop off the highway.

 “You’re not serious!” wailed Lyle.

 “I am so fucking serious!” hissed Mona. “It’s $40 cash for a blowjob and $100 to fuck you.”

 “Ma!”

 “Go on!” Lyle put the lube and condoms she handed him in his pockets.

 So, in the darkness broken by streetlamps, Lyle wearing red gym shorts and a red tank top walked around the rest stop’s parking lot. A truck honked a horn. Lyle went over. “Hey, sexy” laughed a burly Black guy from the driver’s seat. “What are you doing out here so late?”

 “Looking for you” smiled Lyle.

 “Well, get inside, baby.”

 “It’s $40 for a blowjob and $100 to fuck.”

 “Damn! Are you worth it?”

 “Yes, I’m worth it.”

 “Well,” said the Black guy groping Lyle’s ass, “Here’s $100” peeling five twenties from his overall pocket. Lyle was thrilled that he was getting paid to do what he longed to do, he put the money in his gym shorts, he’d prove to this trucker that he was worth it.

 Kyle massaged the Black guy’s crotch, then undid the buttons of his overalls and fished out his first Big Black Cock. It was a thick eight-inch slab of dark meat. Lyle stuffed it in his mouth and sucked it real good, licking those hairy bull balls as well. He pulled down his gym shorts and handed the Black guy the lube and a magnum condom. Lyle crouched on his hands and knees as the Black guy got behind him. Lyle felt the trickle of lube on his asshole, he heard the sound of the condom opened. Then there was the unbelievable experience of his ass being split open by Big Black Cock. The trucker fucked him mechanically. He grunted, came and pulled out. He handed Kyle the condom packed with his cum. Lyle fixed himself up and went to the men’s room to clean up. While there, he blew a man in a stall for $40. Lyle returned to the rest stop, he strutted around and went into a few cars and trucks with men inside. After two hours, Mona honked her car’s horn. Lyle got in, he handed Mona $440 he had collected for giving blowjobs and getting fucked.

 “No, you keep that, it’s yours. I’m not pimping my own son out for Chrissakes. One day, when you’re set, you can help me…”

 At school, Lyle told guys from now on they had to pay $40 for a blowjob and $100 to fuck him. A few of the rich students had no problem with that arrangement. At night, Lyle drove to the rest stop and worked the parking lot and men’s room. On weekends he hung out at the mall and enjoyed getting men to buy him things in return for sex in his parked car.

 

“Your grades suck!” said Mona looking at Lyle’s report card. “You at least have to graduate, you ought to see about what you can do for your trigonometry and physics teachers to get a passing grade…”

 "Good morning, Mr. Sweeney” said Lyle to his trigonometry teacher the next day in an empty classroom, “As you know, I’ve been having so much trouble all year in class. I thought maybe we could have a tutoring session every morning before classes start” said Lyle.

 By now, Lyle had his routine down pat. He knew how to stare, modulate his voice and lick his lips. Married straight men were putty to him, he knew how to convey a sexual vibe subtly yet distinctly. The 35-year-old, tall, good looking and dark-haired Mr. Sweeney took in the situation, he locked the classroom door. Lyle fondled Mr. Sweeney’s crotch through his khakis. The flushed Mr. Sweeney sat in his chair. Lyle undid his belt, unzipped him, took out his pulsing seven-inch cut cock and took it in his mouth. Lyle drove Mr. Sweeney wild with his cocksucking. Mr. Sweeney, like many married straight men clearly wasn’t used to having such a skilled mouth working on his cock. Lyle licking his balls elicited heavy breathing. Lyle’s deepthroating sent Mr. Sweeney over the brink, his cock exploded in Lyle’s mouth, his load of cum was swallowed down by Lyle. “See you tomorrow morning, Mr. Sweeney…”

 “Mr. Camaro, I’m worried about graduating. As you know, I haven’t been doing so well with physics. I’d be grateful if you were to tutor me. I’m sure I would get the material with guidance from you.”

 The handsome masculine medium height worked out Mr. Camaro was a 32-year-old Filipino American. He grinned at Lyle.

 “You’ll never get the material; you don’t have the head for it. From what I hear, you have the head for this” grinned Mr. Camaro as he unzipped his gray trousers and whipped out his dark hard seven inch cut dick. Lyle got on his knees and took his first Asian cock in his mouth.

 “I’ll pass you, but you’re going to have earn it” growled Mr. Camaro as Lyle was sucking his cock. “Understand?”

 Lyle took his mouth off Mr. Camaro’s cock, he stood, undid his jeans and pulled down his boxer briefs. From his backpack, he took out a bottle of lube and put it on Mr. Camaro’s desk, he bent over the desk.

 Lyle’s magnificent 18-year-old ass was on display. His two flawless cheeks, clean pink shaven hole was a sight that inspired lust in red-blooded men. It was a captivating boy ass that was meant to take cock. Mr. Camaro lubed his cock and Lyle’s hole. Mr. Camaro was a sexy beast who threw a rough fuck, to Lyle’s delight. Mr. Camaro’s pounding of Lyle’s ass soon made him shoot off. Mr. Camaro groaned as his came in Lyle. Lyle fixed himself up and wiped Mr. Camaro’s desk clean.

 Lyle’s extra-curricular activities paid off, that June he received a 65 in trig and physics despite failing every exam. The graduation ceremony was joyous. Lyle was in a cap and gown and was handed his diploma by the principal. Lyle saw all the classmates he had sex with go off with their families for celebrations. He and Mona went to a non-chain Italian restaurant for a nice dinner. That night, after working the rest stop, Lyle returned home with several credit cards he had swiped from men he’d serviced, as per Mona’s instructions. She spent time on the laptop, she emailed Lyle his itinerary.

 The next morning, Mona drove Lyle to the airport, they hugged goodbye. Lyle wheeled his suitcase onto the plane. Three hours later, he landed at LaGuardia in New York. A car service took him to the Airbnb on 53rd Street and Ninth Avenue that was rented for a month. Lyle allowed himself one day for sightseeing. On his own, he went to the Empire State Building, then the Statue of Liberty and walking through Central Park. He had to find a job.

 “Why do you want to work for Kendall Shoes?” asked the 35-year-old handsome dark-haired Vincent, the manager of this renowned Madison Avenue emporium, a few days later in his office.

 “Because I want to meet men who can afford to shop at Kendall Shoes” replied Lyle confidentially. He had responded to a Craig’s List job posting that required a photograph. Of course, Vincent called him in based on that. He chuckled at Lyle’s response.

 “The position requires exceptional customer service skills and the ability to be subordinate to clients.”

 “I provide exceptional service and am totally subordinate” said Lyle rising from his chair, going to Vincent at his chair and descending onto his knees. Lyle swiftly had his hands on Vincent’s belt and zipper and had rapidly freed Vincent fat eight-inch cut Italian American cock from the confines of his black suit trousers and boxer briefs. Lyle stroked Vincent’s manhood and cupped his substantial smooth balls, then he kissed the head of Vincent’s cock and licked the underside of it and the slit, savoring the drop of precum.

 Lyle set about to suck the cock of the man who could give him the job he desired. Lyle’s tongue effortlessly glided across Vincent’s shaft and down to the base repeatedly, with a stop to lavish Vincent’s balls. Vincent was in physical and mental ecstasy from Lyle’s sucking and seeing this beautiful blond boy’s face stuffed with his cock. Vincent groped Lyle’s ass through his suit trousers and then stuck his hand down them. His finger found Lyle’s ass crack and penetrated it, feeling the warmth, tightness and pristine texture of his chute. Vincent fingered Lyle’s chute as he sucked his cock. Lyle rose, took down his pants and bent over Vincent’s desk.

 Vincent got lube from his desk drawer, greased up his cock and then Lyle’s stunning ass. He shoved his cock into Lyle’s ass and began fucking it with brute force.

 “Am I subordinate enough?” moaned Lyle as Vincent was fucking him.

 “You’re fucking perfect!” growled Vincent as he came in Lyle. He pulled out and they cleaned themselves up. “You’re hired…”

 “This Lyle, our new shop bottom” said Vincent the next morning, introducing him to the team of three other young handsome suited salesmen. Lyle’s training consisted off observing his co-workers dealing with customers. They’d go to the stockroom to get the size and style of the requested shoes, then sat before the seated client to put the shoes on them, all while being solicitous. Salesman got a commission, so they took turns servicing clients. After watching his three colleagues, it was Lyle’s turn with his first client.

 “Good morning” said the 6’ 2” tall beefy man in a gray pinstripe suit in a slight Russian accent. 45-year-old Alexi was bearded, and his curly thick black hair had flecks of gray. “I want the Prada Brushed Derby in a 14.” He wore a wedding band.

 “Coming right up, sir” said Lyle turning and pausing. He was wearing a snug light blue suit with a short-cut jacket which came to his waist, leaving his round ass visible in the tight light blue fabric. He slowly walked, swaying his hips. Lyle returned with the shoes in a box, instead of sitting on a chair before the seated Alexi, he crouched on his knees in front of him.

 Lyle slowly and sensuously undid and took off Alexi’s shoes. Before putting the new shoes on, Lyle methodically massaged Alexi’s toes and feet through his socks. The other salesman watched this blatant seduction with fascination.

 “I see sir, that’s it true what they say about men with big feet” smoothly said Lyle, looking up as he unabashedly stared at the mound of Alexi’s crotch in his suit as his legs were spread wide.

 “That is as true as what they say about why beautiful blond boys are on their knees” said Alexi in a low voice. “I’ll take the shoes and I’ll take you.”

 “Oh, sir?” said Lyle as he rose.

 “Give me your Venmo.”

 Lyle took out his phone and Alexi scanned the Venmo code, depositing $1000 in Lyle’s account.

 “There, now pack the shoes” said Alexi handing him a platinum AMEX, “Then take them to my car in front.” Alexi left the store.

 Lyle charged the shoes and put them in a shopping bag. “Well, it was nice working with you guys” smiled Lyle as he left.

 A driver in a black uniform opened the rear door of a stretch limousine parked in front of Kendall Shoes on Madison Avenue. Lyle went in, put the shopping bag on the floor and handed the platinum AMEX back to Alexi, who put it back in his pocket.

 Alexi went back to smoking a cigar and sipping a crystal glass filled with Stoli on the rocks. His suit pants were at his ankles and his silk boxers were pulled down. Alexi’s gargantuan uncut Russian penis was fully erect, and his massive balls flopped on the limo’s seat.

 Lyle sunk to the floor of the limo between Alexi’s legs, he stroked his new Russian master’s cock and fondled his balls. Then, Lyle opened his mouth wide, curled his lips and took Alexi’s cock in his mouth. He slowly licked it all over from the slit to the base. He gobbled Alexi’s balls, then began deepthroating his cock, all while the limo drove along the streets of East Side Manhattan.

 Alexi continued smoking a cigar and sipping Stoli as he got his cock sucked, like the oligarch he was. Throughout sucking Alexi’s cock, Lyle maintained eye contact with his master. Lyle discerned that it was time to move on. He took his mouth off Alexi’s cock and undid his suit trousers and boxer briefs. He took the bottle of lube on the door shelf and poured it on Alexi’s cock and poured some on his ass crack. Lyle got up and sat slowly sat down on Alexi’s cock while facing him. He then proceeded to ride Alexi’s cock, as his master sat back in the bliss of having a gorgeous boy fuck himself on his cock. Alexi grunted as he came, shooting off a load of his cum deep in Lyle. Lyle got up and from the bin on the floor took out towels and sanitizer and cleaned up Alexi and fixed him up in his suit. Then he cleaned up his ass and rearranged himself. He drank the Stoli Alexi handed him and took a few puffs from his cigar.

 “I’m in meetings the rest of the day and then have a dinner. Here,” said Alexi handing Lyle a key card and a business card with the address of an East Side high rise building. “Be waiting for me at 10:00 PM…” Alexi Venmoed Lyle $1000. The limo stopped and Lyle got out.

 At 9:00 PM, Lyle arrived at 65th Street and Third Avenue. He showed his key card to the doorman and took the empty elevator to the 23rd floor. No one had been in the lobby, and it was quiet. This was one of those buildings foreigners buy apartments in to park their money, very few people actually lived here.   

 Alexi’s apartment was a one-bedroom with a terrace that was tastefully furnished. Lyle changed into a white bathrobe. At 10:00 he stood by the front door holding a glass of Stoli on the rocks. At 10:10, Lyle handed the drink to the grinning Alexi, he sat in a recliner in the living room. As he sipped his drink, Lyle took his shoes and socks off and then undressed him. The hairy and beefy Alexi stood nude with a hardon and undid Lyle’s robe. Alexi embraced him, his hands roam all over Lyle’s firm young body. He groped Lyle’s ass. Lyle’s fine seven-inch cut dick was rock hard as Alexi ground his dick against it. Lyle was inflamed by the passionate attention by the older man. Alexi bent down and kissed Lyle on the mouth. It was electrifying.

 Alexi led Kyle to the bedroom and sprawled out on his back. Lyle began sucking Alexi’s cock. After a while, Alexi rose and positioned Lyle on his back. He took a lube bottle and prepared them. Unlike the quick car fuck of that afternoon, this was passionate intense lovemaking. Alexi fucked Lyle with pace, momentum and deliberateness. It was a true meeting of top and bottom with mutual pleasure for both of them. Lyle came, a torrent of his cum splattering all over. Alexi’s orgasm was towering, Lyle’s inner regions were coated with steamy Russian cum. They showered together, had  another drink and shared a cigar. They slept nude together.

 “I’m flying out this morning” said Alexi in bed as Lyle was sucking his hard cock. “Here is the arrangement. I come to New York a few days a month for business. You get to live here by yourself, all expenses paid, and get $10,000 a month in return for giving me pleasure when I’m here. Of course, you’re free to use the place to entertain when I am not here. How does that sound?” Lyle mumbled “wonderful” as he sucked Alexi’s cock. Alexi came in Lyle’s mouth, who chugged down his master’s load. Alexi got dressed.

 “I’ll see you next month” said Alexi as he kissed and caressed the nude Lyle.

 Lyle took up Alexi’s offer of using the apartment to entertain. Lyle set up a profile with a selection of choice pictures of himself on the hustler site, Echelon. It was a platform for young, attractive and enlightened guys to offer their sexual services to older successful men. As a beautiful blond 18-year-old with a luxury apartment in a prime Manhattan location he had no shortage of clients paying his non-negotiable fee of $1000 per hour.

 Kinky desires were fulfilled as Lyle obtained a wardrobe of a Boy Scout uniform, choir boy outfit, schoolboy garb, a rubber suit and any fetish wear that was requested. Lyle got accustomed to spankings and beatings. A sling was setup. Lyle became cosmopolitan as men from Asia, The Middle East and Africa found their way to 65th and Third Avenue, to be sexually gratified.

 Lyle’s insatiable need for dick was constantly met as he took in thousands of dollars a day, most of which went unspent. He was content to have sex throughout the day and not do much else. He did go to a fancy salon to have his hair professionally made blond.

 One night, Lyle was sleeping when he was woken by the apartment door being opened and the lights turned on. He ran out nude from the bedroom.

 “What the fuck!” he yelled.

 There was a handsome dark-haired 23-year-old guy in a suit in the living room.

“Hey, I’m Gregory. You must be my uncle’s new boytoy. I missed the last train to Tarrytown, I have an early meeting and thought I’d crash here; I have a key.”

 “Oh, yeah, sure.”

 “Hmmm, I can see why my uncle set you up here” said Gregory in a deep voice to the nude Lyle as he sat down. “Fix me a drink and then suck my dick, that’s what you’re here for, right?” laughed Gregory.

 Lyle returned with a glass of Stoli on the rocks, Gregory lit up a cigar. Lyle crouched on his knees before Gregory. He undid his belt, unzipped his trousers and pulled down his boxer briefs. Gregory had quite cut slab of cut cock that was nearly as big as his uncle’s.

 “Alexi has excellent taste in boys” chuckled Gregory as Lyle was sucking his cock as he smoked and sipped. When his cock was fully erect and leaking, he announced that they should go to bed.

 Lyle undressed Gregory, and carefully hung up his suit. The young guy had an athletic body and was hairy like his uncle. He was also as great a lover as his uncle. Lyle was exhilarated by Gregory’s fucking his ass and shot off a big load. Gregory came in him. They passed out. In the morning, Gregory took a shower and dressed in a fresh suit he had in the closet. “See you around, cutie” he said as he left.

 A few weeks later, Lyle received Alexi’s text that he would be at the apartment tomorrow night. Lyle cleared his schedule and greeted Alexi nude holding a drink for him when he arrived. They went to the bed and fucked. Lyle was thrilled by Alexi’s hairy body, huge cock and dominance.

 “Hey, thanks for taking care of my nephew.”

 “Oh, it was my pleasure. I was wondering if you had another apartment in the building you weren’t using.”

 “Oh, you were?” laughed Alexi as he caressed and then kissed Lyle, his dick was hard again. “As a matter of fact, I have several.”

 “I have an idea for one” said Lyle as he began sucking Alexi’s cock again.

 “You can have whatever you want…” sighed Alexi.

 So, Mona arrived a few days later from Tampa, to take up residence at 65th and Third Avenue, three floors above Lyle. She was given a hostess job at a restaurant Alexi was an investor in. They happily got used to their new lives.