I met Brad several years ago when I was living in apartments. Right out of high school, at age 18, he started working as a leasing agent at the apartment complex where I lived. He was a slim 5'8" many 125 pounds. He had ice blue eyes and light brown hair all spiked up. He always wore slacks and white shirts with ties. He was always at the office and you could tell he was acting so friendly as part of his job. He seemed to be trying just a little too hard sometimes in front of his co-workers. But every once in a while, when he thought he had just my attention, he would say something suggestive or give me an odd smile or wink. I would always grin at his attempts to flirt and wondered what he really wanted, cash I suspected.
At the end of November I had a big deadline at work and had been focusing on the project all week. Friday about 5pm I realized I was could not get home in time to drop off my rent. I called the apartments and heard Brad answer the phone. "It's a great day at the woodlands, Bradley speaking may I help you?"
"Brad! It's Adam in 217. Glad I caught you. I am working late and almost forgot about rent. Can I drop it off first thing in the morning without it being late?"
"Oh, sorry Mr. Dhent. I have to deposit all the checks tonight. I will have to have it in my hands this evening to avoid late fees." He said with an apologetic tone.
There was a long pause as I thought about what to do.
"Well if you call me when you get home, I can drop by and you can give it to me in person." Brad suggested and I swear I could hear him wink.
Without hesitation or thinking I said, "Oh Brad, you don't have to come over. I'll..."
"No I insist. I want to come over. I want to help you."
I was almost certain he was toying with me, and I just felt like this was gonna be trouble, but I gave in and said, "OK, well thanks, you are too kind."
"Service with a smile!" he said, then he gave me his cell number and we said bye. I got busy completing the work and packing overnight shipping boxes. By 6:15 I the project was out the door. I called Brad on the drive home and he said he would see me at 7:00.
I checked my mail and picked up a few things and about five till seven I heard a faint knock on the door. I grabbed the check and opened the door.
"Well hello there Bradley!" I said to this cute 18 year old standing in my door. He was wearing a pair of sandals, baggy shorts and a zip up hoodie. I was going to hand him the check, tell him thanks and see him off as quickly as I could, but found myself asking him if he wanted to come in. He did. And sat down on my sofa.
I just looked at him sitting there and had no clue what to say, so I just said, "Well, you're looking casual tonight!"
"Well I was naked till you called." He said matter of factly.
"Well you didn't have to get dressed up for me!" I said.
Brad just grinned and said, "I didn't want to frighten you." He winked as he unzipped the hoodie and pulled it off, revealing his bare chest. He was quite a sight, toned but not really buffed.
He patted the cushion next to him and said, "Now let's talk about you late fees Mr. Dhent."
I dropped the check on the coffee table and sat down next to him and pulled him towards me. He closed his eyes and just melted in my arms. He was limp as a wash rag. I kissed his lips and chin and neck. I spent quite some time on his neck and he just moaned. I held him with my left arm and explored his chest and abs and the front of his shorts with my right hand. He was aroused and leaking, making a dark spot in the front of his khaki shorts.
He said, "Mmmmmm you make me feel so good."
"I can see that" I said as gave his stiff cock a gentle squeeze.
Brad asked me, "Do you know what I want more than anything right now?"
"My rent check?" I asked?
"No silly, I want you in side of me. I want you to use my mouth and swallow your load."
I was still dressed. He still had his shorts on. I told him to stand up.
Brad did as he was told. I un buttoned and then un zipped his shorts. They fell to the floor and he stepped out of them.
I stood up and hugged him. Pulled him tight to my body and ran my hands up and down his back. Brad just moaned with pleasure.
I whispered in his ear, "On your knees."
He slipped down to his knees with his face pressed against my crotch. I patted him on the head and then unbuckled my pants and dropped them along with my boxers. My cock was hard and standing straight up. Soon as it was free, Brad immediately went for the base of my cock where it met my balls. He started sucking and licking and then moved down to my balls. It was almost too much pleasure to stand.
I managed to get my balls out of his mouth and sit back down on the sofa, leaning way back. Brad dove back in for my balls and then moved deeper licking at my ass. I put my left hand on top of his head, his spiky hair between my fingers and encouraged him to go deeper. With my right hand I started to slowly jack.
Brad slurped away for what seemed like fifteen minutes before he came up for air. He pushed my hands away from and took control of my dick. He stroked his for a few minutes as he stared as it. Then suddenly he stopped and licked it from the base to the tip. Once at the top, he went down deep on my cock, sucking it all it. I could feel it pressed against the back of his throat. He was trying hard to get it all in and doing a very good job.
After a few minutes of that he started doing a combination of jacking me off and sucking me off all at the same time. I just lay on the sofa thrashing about periodically trying to keep from cumming. But Brad would have none of that. He got serious about getting my load into his mouth. He started stroking my cock really fast with his right hand while sucking on the head of my cock. His left hand was busy playing with my nipples.
When I couldn't stand it anymore, I grabbed his head and tried to pull him off. But that just made him go faster and suck harder. A few seconds later I was shooting spurt after spurt of cum in his mouth and he was slurping it down as fast as he could.
I was spent, and just lay there half undressed. Bradley crawled up next to me completely naked and pressed his innocent face against my neck. After a few minutes of basking in the afterglow, he said. "I really need to cum now."
"Oh, you poor boy!" I said with mock sympathy.
"Do you want me to give you a blow job now?", I asked.
"Naaaa, I want you to make me cum from the inside." He said.
"Oh really?"
"Yes sir, I want to bend me over you table and fuck me till I cum... It won't take much!"
I managed to stand up and step out of my pants. Then I pulled Brad up and walked him over to the old oak dining room table and let him get in his position. His leg were spread and his ass was pointed up. Seeing him like that, it only took a few strokes to get my cock ready to fuck.
I said something about needing lube, and Brad told me no need. "I was playing with a dildo from the time I got off work till when you called... I should be well lubed."
So I lined up my cock and pressed it against his perfect ass. With just a little pressure it slipped right in, and with a little more I pushed the whole length deep into him.
Brad moaned with pleasure. I pulled back and then went deep again. I kept up this slow and deep motion till I had my rhythm down. Then I started working him faster and harder. It was such a turn on to see him bent over like than wanting it, and taking it like that. He was grunting with every thrust and moaning as I pulled back.
Then he said "Faster damn it! Harder!" and I obliged him. He gripped the table hard and every muscle in his body flexed as he orgasmed . (One of the things I like about young, horny men is how much cum they can produce when toyed with for hours. Bradley shot for or five giant burst of cum under the table. I know because I heard them splash on the tile floor and had to clean it all up later.)
Now Brad was spent. How he was exhausted. I pulled him up and hugged him. I kissed him and said, you are the best leasing agent I have had."
He just laughed and said, "Thanks. I needed that so bad. Ever since I moved here I have had to do everything myself. It's been five months of masturbation!"
I had been holding him close but now had him at arm's length and said, "You poor boy! Anytime you need a load down your throat or in your ass you just come and see me."
"Maybe you could be my boyfriend."
"Oh I don't know about that, I, 10 years older than you. You can do much better than me. But until you find a good one. I'll fuck you." I told him.
"Well what about dinners and movies and stuff like that?" He asked.
I sighed and said, "Well ok, we can do that too." We both laughed and I changed into my shorts and t-shirt while he put his clothes back on.
He said he had to get clothes ready for tomorrows work, so we said good night and kissed as he left. Once he was gone, I noticed my rent check on the table. I called him up and told him he forgot it. He casually told me that I could drop it off any time this weekend that he couldn't deposit the checks till Monday anyway.