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Monday, May 6, 2019

[SS-602] Extra Plumbing


[EXTRA PLUMBING]

Patton was a hard-working guy. He mainly works as a professional basketball player for a small rural town's team for regional tournaments. However, the league did not pay very handsomely.

He recently got his girlfriend pregnant, and he needed to earn more money to sustain a living for his future family. So, he would take every opportunity to get extra pay in sideline jobs. He assisted in markets, did construction work and also worked as a plumber.

One day, during his free time, Patton got a job order to fix the pipes in a neighbor's house. He immediately went to the place.

The son answered the door. 

"I'm Patton," he greeted, "I'm here to fix the leak."

The handsome, hunky son looked at him with weird eyes and said, "yeah sure. You need to fix a leak. Come in. I'm sorry if the house is too hot. Our air conditioner also got broken."

Patton did feel the heat inside the house when he entered. When he checked under the sink, he started sweating.

"Maybe you should take your clothes off," the son suggested, "your shirt is getting wet."

Patton did as he was told. It did make him feel cooler. He continued working under the table top.

"Gosh Patton, you really have nice muscles on you," said the son in awe.

"Thanks," Patton replied blankly. He was too focused with the leaks.

Then he felt hands caressing his torso.


Patton slid out immediately and found the man touching him, "what the fuck man, cut it out!"

The son looked scared and moved away, "sorry. I couldn't help myself. I'll go now."

Then he walked away, back to the living room.

As Patton continued working, he thought about how he could not tell at first that the son was gay. He seemed so masculine.

After he finished the sink, he went back out to collect his money.

"Woah!"

Patton saw the stud undressing, pulling his briefs down on the sofa.


"Hi!" he greeted seductively, "you're done."

"Yeah. Please stop doing that. I ain't gay," Patton complained.

The son smirked, "hey. If you fuck me, I'll give you a thousand. What do you say?"

Patton did not want to consider it, but he needed money to buy his girlfriend's supplements.

"Two thousand."

The hunk spread his legs and showed his hole, "alright."

Patton awkwardly removed his clothes and jacked off his cock to make it hard.

The son stared at him, "shit. You're so fucking hot."

Patton positioned himself and started thrusting into the hole.

"Ohhh shit... That's tight."

Patton started drilling. He closed his eyes and imagined a woman. It felt like a tight, virgin pussy.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the handsome face of the son, contorted with ecstacy. The dick of his bottom was hard and leaking.

Patton could not stop looking at the inviting eyes of his client. It made him hornier. The beastly moans also made him hotter.

"I'm cumming," Patton warned.

"Inside me please!"

He fucked faster until he growled to signal his orgasm. His cum coated the man's bowels.

Both of them were panting.

The son stared at him, "if you're free to do this later tonight, I'll give you another two thousand."

Patton nodded. "Okay!"

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