The story and characters are pure fiction. All characters are 21+.
- Name: Marcus
- Age: 45
- Occupation: Ceo
- Appearance: Shoulder-Length Hairstyle, Black Hair and Eyes, Hairy Muscular ‘beast’
Marcus is the epitome of the most desirable bachelor: a strong character, intelligent, eloquent, dominant, a leader with a deep masculine voice, the perfect alpha male appearance, a successful businessman, active in humanitarian work, loves to work out, has connections, enjoys sports cars and nature, and has his own hobbies. In general, Marcus is the dream of many twinks and daddies in Blowjob City. However, as with all perfection, there’s always a catch—he’s untouchable. Marcus is not an easy target. Even I don’t yet know what this man truly wants. What I do know, subjectively, is that if Marcus walked past me, I’d freeze from his aura and think, “Daddy, take me.”
Joking aside, what Marcus truly longs for is a family he never managed to build due to his many obligations. Perhaps that’s too big a bite for this big guy to chew, but he’s not a lonely man. His family consists of Theo and Oliver. He considers them his sons, even though he’s not their biological father. The connection, energy, harmony, friendship, and brotherhood between Theo and Oliver always fill Marcus’s heart and bring him peace—the family he never managed to create somehow exists before his eyes. To find out how Theo and Oliver met Marcus, let’s go back to the past.
The night Oliver and Theo spent alone under the stars ended with a morning where Theo woke up alone. Oliver was gone. Theo rubbed his eyes and muttered, confused, “What a strange guy.” He brushed the dirt off his clothes and headed to work. Theo worked as a cleaner at Marcus’s company. Sometimes, he’d wait tables at a nearby bar in the evenings when they needed help. He saved every penny, investing it in his education and just enough to have something to eat and drink. A place to sleep was wherever he could find an opportunity. It’s not easy when you move from a rural farm to the big city, wanting to start a new life as a gay person. Meanwhile, Oliver returned to his duties with David, and so it went in circles.
Days passed until one evening when David came home drunk, irritated, and likely high. He started throwing things around the house. Oliver was caught off guard and scared, trying to find a safe spot, but David was out of control. He lunged at Oliver, beating him and calling him a whore and a slut, good for nothing but sex. “You’re worth as much as cum spilled on a cheap slut’s face,” he said. He unzipped his pants and forced his cock into Oliver’s mouth, thrusting aggressively as Oliver’s face turned red. “Suck, you slut,” David said. When he came on Oliver’s face, he told him, “This is all you’re worth.” He pushed the cum into Oliver’s mouth with his fingers, saying, “Swallow every drop, you whore.”
Afterward, David passed out, and Oliver lay there, crying as he emerged from the shock. “Is this what I deserve? Twenty-one years of fighting for a damn life. Who have you become, Oliver? A cum bucket?” he asked himself.
David didn’t even pay him much; it was more about having a safe place, a roof over his head. But now, after everything, was there any safe haven left for him?
He got up from the floor, cleaned his face and mouth, washed with cold water to pull himself together, and put on the first clothes he could grab. Standing by David, who was muttering “WHORE,” “SLUT,” “SUCK THAT DAMN COCK” in his sleep, Oliver said, “swine,” spat on him, and, perhaps looking at David for the last time, walked out the door.
Oliver stood under the lights of Blowjob City, wondering where to go next. Instinctively, he started walking toward the park. His legs moved on their own as the cold night breeze hit his chest. He crossed his arms to warm himself and kept going. He reached the park, sat on the grass, and stared at the stars.
A voice nearby startled him. “Are you practicing, running from dangerous guys, or maybe a combo of practicing running from dangerous guys?” It was Theo, standing with a hand in his pocket, looking at Oliver—perhaps the brightest star for him in that moment.Oliver lowered his head and quietly said, “Hi.”
Theo casually sat beside him and said, “Long night, huh? Here, take this.” He handed Oliver a can of soda.
Oliver replied, “Thanks, but I don’t want it. You probably bought it for yourself.”
“On the contrary, I got one for myself too. Honestly, on nights when I’m not working at the bar, I come here and buy a drink for myself and my stranger friend who practices running from dangerous guys in the park, hoping we’d meet again because I owed him a drink the first time,” Theo replied.
Oliver laughed and took the drink. “Thanks…”
“Theo, my name’s Theo,” he said.
“Thanks, Theo.”
“And you are?” Theo asked.
“Oliver,” he answered.
Theo asked Oliver to explain what brought him to the park. Oliver briefly shared his life story, including what happened that night. Theo’s head was spinning from the flood of information in such a short time. “Man, that’s so messed up,” he said, then added, “My story’s not much better. I came from a village, a farm. Honestly, I ran away from there, as far as my legs could take me. That wasn’t the life for me. Every day, you work on the farm; from the moment the rooster crows, a pile of chores awaits, and it’s never enough. My mom remarried long ago—I hope she achieved what she wanted in life. My dad? He’s a strict man—work, work, and more work. After Mom left, he turned to alcohol, and the whole farm fell on my shoulders. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted a better life. I complained to my uncle, who loved me dearly, and he suggested I pack some things and head to Blowjob City to start a new life. He told me to contact our distant cousin, Alfonzo, and tell him my uncle Dean sent me. He said not to worry, that he’d explain everything to Alfonzo over the phone. I left a letter for my dad on the table and came to BJC. Alfonzo took me in, got me a job at the company where he works as a receptionist. It’s not big money, but enough to not go hungry and pay for school. Some days, I help out at a local bar as a waiter, earn a bit there, and sometimes stay overnight until morning, then rush to my other job. Later, I study at the library, then come to the park to unwind. So, I mostly sleep in the bar’s storage room or here because I don’t have the energy to go back. Alfonzo’s family is huge, and no matter how much they tried to make me feel at home, I felt like an extra, so that’s pretty much my life story.”
Oliver smiled and said, “Okay, so you and I are both alone?”
Theo replied, “Not exactly. Right now, we have each other. I hope you won’t magically disappear like last time.”Oliver told him that even if he wanted to leave, he had nowhere to go. Theo lay on the grass and told Oliver to rest his head on his chest.
“You know, Oliver, you could follow me. Work with me, at least to start.”Oliver liked the idea.
And so, day by day passed. They worked hard and spent their evenings together. Theo and Oliver’s bond grew stronger. They rented a small apartment. Theo studied while Oliver cleaned, shopped, and cooked. After work and chores, they saved the evenings for themselves. Every night, they cuddled, kissed, and had sex. Theo loved pounding Oliver’s ass with his cock, and Oliver was just as eager for him. Each night, they filled each other with cum in various positions, exchanging kisses all over their bodies. Oliver loved sucking Theo’s nipples and cock, while Theo adored rimming Oliver’s ass and fucking him. They were two hot guys creating art on each other’s bodies. Oliver would lie on his side while Theo lay behind him, caressing his ass as they watched TV. Then Theo would kiss his neck, and Oliver would return a kiss on the lips. It was passionate, lustful kissing. Theo would rub his cock against Oliver’s ass, lube up Oliver’s hole, and slowly slide his hard cock inside. He’d fuck him in that position for a while, holding Oliver’s leg up in the air, thrusting deep. Oliver moaned passionately as Theo’s precum and cum filled his anus. Then Theo would lie on his back, and Oliver would ride him in missionary, with Theo’s cum dripping from his ass. Later, Oliver would suck Theo’s cock, filling his mouth with cum. He loved swallowing Theo’s delicious cum. It was the perfect start to a relationship and undoubtedly the best friendship.
The following year, Theo graduated. He and Oliver were thrilled. A job opening came up at the company, and Theo applied. He got the job. Marcus was impressed by Theo’s intelligence and resourcefulness. Theo’s rise in the company was undeniable. Marcus saw him as a colleague, collaborator, and, over time, a friend and family member.
Meanwhile, Oliver caught the eye of a modeling agency. His tattoos and scars intrigued them, and he went viral. Later, he worked as a stuntman in some films, which led to a successful acting career that’s still on the rise.
Marcus, knowing parts of their life stories, was incredibly proud of them. He became their support and protection against all challenges. He saw a younger version of himself in them—and someone else. But who? That’s a story for another time.Marcus began idealizing Theo, perhaps too quickly for my taste. He promoted him to CFO. However, Marcus’s feelings for Theo grew in a special way. He wasn’t indifferent. He might have even tried something with that hot, young Theo body, but there was one problem—Oliver.
The Present
Oliver went to another state to film a movie, and Marcus sensed an opportunity to get closer to Theo. Marcus invited Theo to his ranch for a weekend barbecue. Theo happily accepted. Marcus’s ranch had a true country aesthetic, complete with a waterfall and a stream nearby.As evening fell, they sat outside, and Marcus prepared the barbecue while Theo felt the urge to swim under the waterfall. He stripped off all his clothes, and the moonlight illuminated his smooth, sculpted Apollo-like body. Marcus shyly watched, sizing Theo up. “Every muscle in its place, that perfectly round ass. Marcus, calm down,” he told himself. Theo jumped into the water and called out, “Come in, the water’s great!” Marcus turned off the grill, approached the water, and stripped down—a ‘werewolf’ under the moonlit sky. Marcus had thick, juicy nipples peeking out from his hairy chest. What a sight: Zeus’s body gazing at Apollo’s, needing just one spark to ignite an explosion. Marcus stepped into the water as Theo rubbed water over his chest. It drove Marcus wild, the mere thought of Theo. Theo splashed him, laughing, “See? The water’s perfect!” Marcus mumbled, “Yeah, it is.” Theo said, “Come on, Marcus, let’s swim!” They swam, and at one moment, Theo grabbed Marcus’s body. It was a red alert. He covered his erection with his hand while Theo looked into his eyes. For Marcus, Theo’s moonlit face was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. The invincible alpha male froze at the sight. Theo held Marcus’s bicep with his left hand, his right resting on Marcus’s hairy, broad chest. Theo leaned in and kissed Marcus on the lips. It was a clash of Olympian gods; the universe stood still in that moment. Marcus pulled away from Theo’s lips and said, “No, Theo, this is wrong!” Theo laughed and said, “It’s not wrong. Nothing’s wrong when a man’s been eyeing a young body for a while.” Theo placed his hand on Marcus’s spine, pressing his cock against Marcus’s, and said, “Your passion for me is so thick in the air, I can’t control myself either.” Marcus shook his head, “But Oliver? What would he think?” Theo smiled and said, “Oliver and I are longtime best friends, partners, brothers, sexual partners—call it what you want—but we’re in an open relationship. I’m sure Oliver wouldn’t mind joining us.”
Marcus’s throat went dry. Theo brought his lips to Marcus’s thick, juicy nipples, kissing and licking them. Marcus closed his eyes and tilted his head toward the sky. Theo’s hands caressed Marcus’s hairy back, down to his ass and back up. Marcus bit his lip in pleasure. His large, hard cock could no longer be hidden by his briefs. Marcus surrendered completely to Theo. Theo buried his face in Marcus’s strong, musky chest, kissing it, then teasing his nipples with his tongue. For Theo, these were the juiciest nipples he’d ever sucked. He clamped his lips tightly around them, and Marcus could no longer hide his pleasure, moaning, “Ah, Theo.” Theo’s tongue slid down Marcus’s torso to his crotch, dipping into his navel while firmly gripping Marcus’s ass. Theo said, “Let’s go to the shore,” and they did. Marcus placed his hands on Theo’s shoulders, his swollen cock barely contained by his briefs. Theo pulled them down, and Marcus’s thick, heavy cock sprang out, smacking Theo in the face. “This guy’s naughty,” Theo said, and Marcus just laughed. Theo grabbed Marcus’s cock, so thick he couldn’t wrap his hand around it. He kissed and licked the shaft and head, running his tongue over Marcus’s heavy, cum-filled balls. Then he took Marcus’s head into his mouth, slowly sucking. It barely fit, it was so big. Theo sucked and worked the cock. Marcus trembled as Theo’s tongue teased the slit. His whole body shook as he looked into Theo’s eyes. He placed his hands on Theo’s head, thrusting harder into his mouth. Marcus’s precum dripped from Theo’s mouth, there was so much of it. The climax came when Marcus began cumming in Theo’s mouth, his hips, stomach, and ass clenching. It was a flood of cum, saved all these years for the bluest eyes in Blowjob City. Theo eagerly swallowed every drop, and what he couldn’t handle spilled from his mouth onto his chest. It was immense pleasure for both.
Then Marcus leaned down to Theo, kissing his cum-covered mouth. Their tongues mixed with Marcus’s cum. Marcus sat across from Theo, and they kissed passionately until the last drop of Marcus’s cum was absorbed. Then Theo sat in Marcus’s lap, his entire body at Marcus’s mercy. Apollo sat in Zeus’s lap, a monk seeking refuge in a sacred mountain. Marcus was so large and tall that Theo was lost in him. Marcus kissed Theo’s chest and nipples, making Theo breathe deeply. His large, heavy hands slid down Theo’s back, caressing it, then spreading Theo’s ass cheeks. Theo rubbed his cock against Marcus’s six-pack, his precum clinging to Marcus’s hair. Theo rubbed harder and said, “Put that damn cock in me. I want your nectar inside me.” Marcus replied, “You want to feel a real cock inside you.” Theo shouted, “I want you, Marcus!”
Marcus spat in his hand, lubed Theo’s hole, and slowly fingered him as they kissed. Then he pressed his thick, large head against Theo’s hole. Theo slowly began to impale himself on Marcus’s hard cock. “Take it, boy,” Marcus said. Marcus’s cock was so massive it barely fit, stretching Theo’s ass wide. Theo passionately, carefully rode Marcus’s cock to avoid tearing. Marcus panted, “Theo, you’re so perfect.” Theo kissed him on the lips. It was a moment of moans and passion. Theo’s ass adjusted to Marcus’s cock, taking it deeper. Theo rode him fully, Marcus’s cock filling his anus. Skin slapped against skin, the sound echoing around them. Marcus groaned deeply, and Theo moaned with pleasure. Marcus shouted, “Fuck me harder, Theo!” Theo rode so hard his ass cheeks parted like tectonic plates. Theo cried, “I’m cumming, I can’t take it,” without even touching his cock. Marcus said, “Take this cum, boy, I’m cumming!” He was so aroused that he came so hard, cum spilled from Theo’s anus, dripping down his cock and balls.
Theo collapsed onto Marcus, laughing and kissing on the grass under the stars. He added, “Marcus, I think you tore me open. We should practice this more so I can get used to your size.”Marcus wholeheartedly agreed and said, “Theo, from now on, I’m your real daddy.”
To be continued…
