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Wednesday, November 30, 2016

[SS-222] Morning Routines


[MORNING ROUTINES]

The building supervisor was making his usual rounds in the condominium unit that morning. He decided to start with the swimming pool facility.

He checked the machinery and the pipes first. And then he went out to the pool area.

He found that there was no one using the facility except for one man who was standing by the gutter. He seemed to be stretching pre swim.

The married male supervisor got confused of how his loins reacted to the sight of the man wearing only tight black trunks.

The man's body was muscular, and the tan skin highlighted his physique. He was also very handsome.

"Good morning Mr. Supervisor," the man greeted him.

He blushed, "good morning."

As he inspected the area, his peripheral vision eyed the hunk's stretching routine. Soon, the man jumped into the pool and sliced through the water.

To evade temptation, the supervisor decided to finish his work there and move to another facility. After an hour, his inspection led him to the basketball court at the roof top of the condominium.

To his surprise, the same hunk was there, all alone, jogging around the court and doing practice shots-- still only in trunks and his tan skin now is shining with sweat.


The supervisor swallowed. His insides were on fire at the sexy vision.

But still, he had to approach, "sir... uhm... you have to wear something more appropriate. You cannot play here wearing just that."

The man smiled and walked near him. "Oh is that so? Do you really want me to dress up?"

The inspector looked away, "y-yeah..."

The hunk took his hand and placed it on the wet chest. "Damn inspector... I know that look. Want to mess around?"

The supervisor's lust fired up. Feeling the sweaty pectoral heightened his desire. He was left speechless.

The man pulled down his trunks and freed his semi-erect cock, "touch it sir... I am so hot for you now."

The inspector's hand responded on its own. He held the penis and started stroking it. His head was hazy.

The muscle man peered into his eyes, "awww gawd... that feels good. I want to kiss you."

And they kissed. The supervisor got lost in the heat. He grabbed the sweaty ass of the man.

"Awww gawd yes. Yessss... I want you to fuck my ass too... ahhh..."

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