MECHANIC LIFTER
I own this dirty garage, and my best young mechanic is a fucking weapon. His name’s Kal — 24, built like a powerlifting beast, and always covered in oil and sweat. He told me he needed extra cash bad for his upcoming competition — protein, gear, supplements, the works. Mechanic pay wasn’t cutting it, so he started using his real talent: that tight, muscular body.
All day I watched him work. He’d “accidentally” let his overalls hang low, showing those thick pecs and deep abs glistening with grease. Clients loved it. I caught him in the back room twice — once bent over a car hood with his overalls around his ankles, taking a fat cock from a regular customer while moaning like a whore. Another time he was on his knees in the tool room, throat-fucking one of my older clients until the guy blew down his gullet.
He even let two of my other mechanics run a train on him during lunch break. They paid him good. Kal just wiped the cum off his chin, pulled his overalls back up, and went back to work like it was nothing.
By closing time, it was just us.
Kal walked up to me, overalls already unbuckled and hanging low on his hips, sweat and oil running down his massive chest. His black gloves were still on.
“Boss…,” he said with a dirty grin. “You want this hole tonight?”
I didn’t even answer. I grabbed him, spun him around, and shoved him against the workbench. I yanked his overalls down and shoved my thick cock straight into his sloppy, used ass. He was still wet from the other guys.
“Fuck yeah, Boss… wreck it,” he growled, pushing back hard.
I pounded him raw and nasty, slapping his oily ass while his huge back muscles flexed. The sound of my hips slamming against that thick bubble butt echoed through the empty shop. I fucked him through two rounds — first bending him over the bench, then making him ride me on the dirty floor while his heavy cock slapped against his abs.
On the third round I had him on his back, legs spread wide, pounding deep while he jerked his own fat dick. His abs clenched and he shot a huge load all over his chest and face. I followed right after, pumping my cum deep into his guts until it was leaking out around my cock.
I pulled out, breathing hard, and dropped a thick stack of bills on his cum-covered chest.
“Get bigger for that competition, kid,” I said, slapping his thigh. “I’ll keep paying as long as you keep spreading that slutty hole for me.”
Kal just grinned, scooped some of my cum from his ass, and licked it off his fingers.
“Deal, Boss.”
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