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Hank and I completed our short run, maybe 2 miles at most. I was very winded from not having done this in months. Hank was better, but he, too was feeling the pain. After we did our cool down stretches and hydrated, he said, "Well, that was a good beginning." "What we need now is a good hot shower then a healthy lunch, come on Mike." He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bathroom.
We stripped and got into the shower. The pulsating water felt good on my skin. Once again we washed each other. I turned Hank around, got on my knees and ate his ass, like he had done to me earlier. He was really into it, pushing his ass into my face. Sticking my tongue in his hole was something new for me?to be honest, all this man on man action was new to me. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would be sucking cock and eating ass. I was completely hetero, until now, that is.
After the shower, I dressed then went to the kitchen to see what I could come up for a healthy lunch. Next, to decide what I would prepare for dinner with Jordy. What I really wanted was to have Hank for dinner! Hank came into the kitchen. He looked amazing in his low rider jeans, polo shirt and barefoot. The other night, I had noticed his hands were perfectly manicured, but had not noticed he also had a pedicure. I knew I would be sucking toes tonight.
As we were eating, Hanks asked, "What duties do you suppose Jordy will want me to perform?" I told him I supposed he would want him to help with the setups, help the models get ready, small errands, etc. Hank wanted to know why he could not keep an assistant, it seemed like an easy job. I told him, Jordy sometimes asks the assistant to do unusual tasks that were of a sexual nature. "Like what?" he asked, with a look of horror on his face.
"Well, sometime Jordy shoots nudes and some clients want to see the models with an erection." "If they cannot immediately get an erection he asks the assistant to make them hard." "How?" he asked. "Well, I heard Jordy refer to it as fluffing." I replied. "Fluffing, what the heck is that?" "Hank, you will not be doing that, I will make that perfectly clear this evening." "Ok, but what is fluffing?" he asked.
"You take the nude model into a dressing room, get on your knees, stroke and suck them until you get them hard, almost ready to shoot a load, then bring them back to the studio and Jordy takes the photos." "I know all this from lawsuits in which I have had to represent Jordy ." "Some guys are willing to do it, but then the guilt sets in, they quit and sue." "Have you lost any of these cases?" Hank asked. "No, I am very good at breaking their balls, so to speak, and the cases always get thrown out." I answered.
"Wow! I am never going to do that and he had better not ask me to." he said. "He will not, I guarantee you this, he cannot afford to lose me as his attorney." I said. "What I am most concerned about is that he will come up with some premise, like a model didn't show up and he is on a deadline, playing on your sympathy and ask you to model for him." "He will flash big bucks in your face, just to model, say, underwear." Then, during the shoot, he will say, pull your underwear down a bit, exposing the pubes and very top of you dick or maybe have you expose a cheek or ass crack." "Hank, I know all his games."
Hank looked shell shocked. "Don't worry, babe, it is not going to happen to you." "If that bastard comes on to you in anyway, I want to know it immediately." "I have confidence you can handle yourself very well, just do not be blinded by the money he might offer." Hank was very quiet, then said, "Well, I am going to make it very clear what I will not do this evening." "I need a job, but I do have my limits," "Does he know my story of being on the streets and being a cocksucker?"
"No, I have never told him, I never will and quit calling yourself a cocksucker." I replied. I went on to say if he asked how I happened to find you, let's just say you are a cousin or something, who moved here to find a job and go to school. "I am just helping you out by giving you a place to live." "By the way, Hank, I don't even know your last name, or your full name for that matter." I stated.
"My real name is William James Henry, Jr." he answered. "One of my grade school friends started calling me Hank Williams as a joke and it just caught on." I have been Hank ever since." "At home, I was 'Will or when Dad would be angry, beating my ass, he called me William, I hated that."
I asked, "Was he abusive, Hank?" "Yes, but Mom kept him under control." "After she died, it was not unusual for him to beat my ass at least once a week, that is, until I got stronger than him, took the belt away from him and said no more." "I thought when he caught Chase sucking my dick, he would surely beat me, but he did not."
"Wait a minute, Chase was sucking your dick when you got caught?" I asked He went on to explain that is probably the only reason he didn't get his ass kicked and thrown out immediately. "If Dad had seen me sucking cock, I think he would have killed me." "Where did you live, Hank?" I asked. "In southern Illinois, a small community." "How did you end up in Chicago?"
He explained he came here hoping to live with his father's sister, his aunt. "She doesn't have room for me at her house, plus, she has 2 male children she was afraid I would corrupt." he said, looking rather sad. "To tell you the truth, I have never liked my cousins all that much and would have never tried to molest them?which is funny, they are twins, and a year older than me." "Besides that, they are butt ugly." He burst out laughing.
I asked, "Do you have any siblings?" "I had a younger sister, Lucy, who died when she was 7, leukemia." he sadly said. "She was the sweetest thing and I loved her so much." He began to cry. I hugged him and told him I was sorry I upset him. He said he was ok. "You, in the last 2 days have made me so happy, I have put all the bad things out of my mind, but I never want to forget my mom or my sister." I agreed.
"Ok, here is the story we will tell Jordy, you are a cousin, what's your Mom's name?" "Estelle." he answered. I went on, "We will use that to avoid slip ups. You are a cousin, son of my Aunt Essie, Estelle sounds too formal." He smiled. "You came to Chicago to find a job and got to school." "What is your interest, or what were you planning before you left home." He said, "You aren't going to believe this, but I have always wanted to be a lawyer." "Perfect." I shouted. "Now we have our story."
"What if he wants a background check." he asked. "Hank, you are forgetting, I am his attorney, I do all that for him." "He will not even ask. Do you have a driver's license?" "Not anymore, I lost it." he answered. "Ok, I can fix that. I can go online, report a lost license and have a new one issued with this address." "I will need your social security number, however, do you know it?" "Yes, of course." he answered.
Hank said, "Mike, you amaze me, you have all the answers, don't you?" "I can see why you are such a good lawyer." I said, "Hey, to quote Jordy, I resemble that remark." We both laughed. Hank then said, "I know nothing about your past, Mike." "Do you feel comfortable sharing with me." I told him I would, later, but now we had to start getting ready and 'flame' proof the house! More laughter.
Jordy arrived right on time, dressed in white jeans and a brilliant emerald green silk shirt, open almost to the waist, leather thongs, exposing his freshly pedicured toenails, painted with clear polish. Something else I noticed was the exaggerated bulge in his jeans. I said, "Jordy, get real, take that banana out of your pants, no one here is impressed or will believe it is real." He laughed, "Honey, I will tell you, this is all me, well maybe a little padding in the jock." With that he dropped his pants and showed me his padded white silky thong underwear, turned around and showed me his ass. I said, "Jordy, pull your pants up, no one cares to see your junk or your ass,"
"You are no fun, Michael!" he said. "You need to get that stick out of your ass and have some fun now that you have crossed over." I asked, "Why do you think I have crossed over, Jordan?" 'That gorgeous hunk of beef you have living with you now, that's why" I told him our created story?he looked skeptical and disappointed. "Before, I call Hank in here, let me warn you, keep your fucking hands off him, no modeling,, nothing." "If you do anything off the wall, I swear, I will kick your ass and you will have to find another lawyer to handle your legal issues. Do I make myself clear?" "Crystal."
"Hank." I called out. "Jordy is here!" Hank came in the room; he looked stunning, still with his low riders on, but shirtless and barefooted. Jordy gasped. I said, "Go put your shirt on, Hank, we do not eat topless at the table." Hank said, "Oh, I was just laying across the bed and forgot." He turned to go, and Jordy said, "Oh shit, Michael, let the boy alone. I wouldn't care if he had nothing on, in fact I would love it. Hank said, "Your wish is my command." and he dropped his jeans exposing this flaccid cock.
I thought I was going to have a heart attack. "Pull up your pants, Hank!" I demanded. "What the fuck is going on here, this is the second time in 10 minutes I have been flashed." Hank pulled up his jeans and said, "Sorry Mike. I just wanted to show Jordy what he was never going to get and was never going to see again." "Do you understand, Jordy, that is off limits!" "I am not fucking you, sucking you, fluffing or anything else you have in mind that is sexual." "Is that understood?"
Jordy turned to me and said, "The boy has balls?bad choice of words?he has guts. I like him." "Ok, Hank, I understand, it will be a professional relationship, I promise." "Boy, you straight guys are no fun!" I smiled at Hank, satisfied my opinion was correct, he could handle himself very well. He was a tough little cookie.
Dinner went well, all the details were worked out, even to how Hank would get to the studio each day. He would ride the commuter with me, two stops SE, get off there and walk about 5 blocks to the studio. If it rains or snows, Jordy said he would pick him up at the station. Jordy left. I turned to Hank and told him his act was brilliant. But, I need to get to bed and have some real fun.
We rushed to the bedroom, clothes flying all over the place, fell into the bed, kissing like mad men. I kissed him all up and down his body then, hungrily engulfing his cock in my mouth. I was stroking him as I was sucking. He began to shout, "Mike, Mile, Michael?Oh my God!" as he released a large load in my mouth. I swallowed most of it, some dripped on to my lips,chin and chest. He pulled me up, licked my chin and kissed me deeply. "Oh my God, Mike, I love you so much, I love you!"
I told him I wanted to get off like I did last night. "You mean fingers in the ass?" he asked. "Yes, please and hurry, I need you now, no fooling around." He stuck his fingers in the cum on my chest, then rubbed my asshole with it. My hole opened up and he inserted 2 fingers and began to massage my prostate. Then he added another finger, 3 in me now. I was bucking like a bronco. He grabbed my cock with his other hand and began stroking. It wasn't long before I was screaming that I was cumming. He quickly put my cock in his mouth and took the entire load.
Afterwards, we lay there holding each other. I do not think I have ever felt so happy and satisfied in my life. I told him so. He raised up on his elbow, looked at me with those amazing eyes and said, "It is hard to believe how fast you have come around to what I wanted from the first time I laid eyes on you." "And I tell you something, you are going to be a great bottom, the way you get off on my fingers." "I will, too, I am sure." "We have to get condoms and get tested." I really want you to fuck me and I definitely want to fuck you." I agreed and told him I would stop tomorrow and buy condoms and more lube.
"Now, I need another taste of you." I said. I raised his legs in the air, exposing his hole, leaned down and began rimming him furiously. He quickly came on his stomach. i cleaned his cock and his stomach, kissing him and sharing his jizz. He did the same to me. I was once again exhausted, set the alarm, said a little prayer of thanks for my amazing, wonderful young boy and fell asleep in his arms.
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