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I yelped as the lad paddled my bare arse again. This was what his viewers wanted to see; a middle aged man, exposed naked and humiliated by a fit young jock. That's what Jack's Only Fans theme demanded. Jack stood behind me as I knelt on all fours on the table presenting him with my droopy 40something year old butt. He was clad only in his jockstrap; a vision of almost classical male beauty. He was 25, blonde, and shredded. His strap bulged with his meaty package. I on the other hand am out of shape, modestly endowed and with most of my once considerable boyish good looks long gone. I was sweating like a hog here on his lounge table in front of the camera screen for the kicks of his subscribers. He was the pig tamer, I the daddy pig.
Jack cracked me arse again. He addressed his audience
"can you believe this fat piggy used to be my teenage crush? Yeah. I used to see him on the bus ten years ago. He was well cute, lean, dark and handsome. Had it well hard for him. Imagined him ploughing me young arse when I was whacking off. Look at it now though! Isn't it pathetic?!"
He administered another whack and I wailed accordingly. Jack laughed. I was playing my role with relish, despite appearances. I was enjoying every second of this sorry display. Id long ago accepted the inevitable consequences of getting older, losing my looks, losing my appeal and not scoring the hot young studs of which I once was. My lusts for fresh young meat were going unsatisfied until I met this enterprising young man. I had been relegated to the sauna darkroom with the other desperate old lads, or beating off maybe in the steam room as fit boys fucked each other in front of us without letting any us get even a whiff of their fine young boy holes.
Then I ran into Jack. Well, online anyway. He was struggling at maintaining a steady YouTube income from his current affairs and politics channel. He had been doing ok, but he wanted more. A huge part of his audience only subscribed it seemed just to look at him. He is a stunningly sexy dude. The Idea quickly grew on him to capitalise fully on this. Hence, he ditched his commentary and started up on only fans. I had been a faithful subscriber from the beginning. I was rewarded with this ongoing opportunity to bust my nut in his presence as his display pig.
The show goes like this; ripped and mouth-wateringly fine young Jack flexes, poses, and slowly divests himself of his outer garments for about half an hour. Then he brings me on, usually clad only in a PVC thong and a leash (with the occasional doggy tail butt-plug) , drives me onto the table with cracks of a paddle or riding crop, humiliates me verbally and physically for his audience's delight and with their donation-accompanied instructions, and then finally allows me, now pink and sweaty and achingly on-edge, to jack myself off while he straddles over me dangling his hefty schlong within tongue distance (but no nearer) .
I have to say, the smell of his dong alone is nearly enough to do it for me. It exudes that inexpressibly sexy odour of ripping youthful manhood. Musky and irresistibly sensual. And his pert 25year old jock-ass and hole; they're simply sublime. He only wafts these enticingly in front of me sometimes. He never lets me taste them like I do crave. He displays my own pathetic middle aged equipment to his audience. He pulls my sagging arse cheeks apart, spits on my pucker, sticks various household objects in there and laughs. I don't mind really. When I was his age and in all my youthful beauty, I treated the older dudes the same.
He's been raking it in recently with my help. But he says he has something even hotter in mind for future shows. I don't know whether to be excited or seriously worried.......
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