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Wednesday, September 25, 2019

[SS-663] Acquiring Motorcycle


[ACQUIRING MOTORCYCLE]

Sikario heard metal tinkering in the garage when he woke up that morning. Due to curiosity, he went to the garage to find out what was happening.

He found his eldest son cleaning what seemed to be a very expensive motorcycle.

"What's that?" Sikario asked.

"A motorcycle. A friend of mine wanted to dispose it. I had some money so I bought it," his son replied, "it looks sick, right?"

"Yeah it does. But how can you have enough money to afford something like this?" Sikario interrogated.

He shrugged, "my job pays well. And my friend really sold it at a very low price."

Sikario shook his head, "you know, I'm really suspecting that work of yours. You didn't finish high school. How can you be earning that much?! Are you pushing drugs? Doing any illegal stuff?"

The son rolled his eyes, "I told you, I work for rich people. I have connections. I'm going to work now."

He rode the motorcycle and drove away.

Sikario sighed. He was really concerned about his son. 

When he went out to close the gates, a male neighbor came to him, "hello Sikario. You're son is really making it big, eh? That's a sick motorcycle he got."

Sikario scratched his head, "I know. But I'm not sure what he's doing to be earning that much."

The neighbor's forehead crumpled. "You don't know he's an escort and a cybersex performer?"

Sikario was dumbfounded. "What?!"

The neighbor took out his phone, "look."

It was a photo of his son wearing designer briefs and posing on top of the motorcycle-- the same one he bought. 


Then the neighbor scrolled and showed more suggestive pictures of the son, hunky and handsome, seducing the camera.

The end of the list was a video. His son was lifting his ass, saying, "ohh yeah. Thank you Mr. Reyes for this. My ass is yours. And you can show it to everyone watching this live vid."

He was grinding his butt on the seat. He was dancing like a slutty stripper. 


Then an old, burly, naked man wearing a mask came and removed the undies from the young son, exposing his meaty ass and hard cock.

"Fuck me Sir. My ass is yours for giving me this ride!" the son murmured.

"Oh yeah. Take my cock you slut." The man growled, then started fucking the son.

The younger man whimpered as he was being penetrated. "Fuck meee... Fuuuckk..."

"How did you know about this?" Sikario asked the neighbor.

"Oh I got his service a few times," the neighbor replied, "I was the one who gave him his iPhone."

"Wow..." Sikario gasped as his eyes was glued to the screen while his son's ass impaled itself on the cock that was raping it.

"Maybe you'd want a cellphone too, Sikario. I've got the hots for you for a long time, like your son. You're both hot," the neighbor offered with a wink.

Sikario's jaw dropped. He was a poor construction worker. He never considered pimping himself.

"And if you fuck your son like how the guy's doing in the video, maybe I'd forget what you owe me," the neighbor chimed before walking away.

Sikario swallowed. He wanted to agree: for the money and his son's ass. 

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