I’ve seen his Grindr profile. I also saw the phone video made when one of my men picked him up in one of the sleezier gay bars in town, took him to the basement, threw him up against a wall, and nailed his ass. I got a personal report about just how sweet it is. I’ve seen his Only Fans page, too. His Dad doesn’t know about that. It’s my leverage to keep Hugo in line. If he even thinks about an answer other than, “Yes, sir,” I’ll pull out my phone, open a text to Apolo, type in the address to “OnlyFans.com/TwunkBoyHugo” and show him the screen before I hit send.
Yeah, I’ve seen him with his twunk legs spread wide open and a fat dildo drilling into his hole. I’ve seen him fucking his friend Occitan. That’s where we found him. Occitan will be a trickier proposition. That OF debut was supposed to be a one time thing for Occitan. Just a walk on the wild side. He’s no angel, though. He’s got a Grindr account and he’s really free with his ass. He’ll settle into the game fast, or a screen capture of his show with Hugo will end up in his mother’s In Box.
I ordered them both to show up at the yacht together. My man Guillaume welcomed them on board and took their phones, then he brought them to me. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with them this first time. Maybe make Hugo fuck Occitan while I watched, then join in. Make Hugo watch me fuck his friend. I think Hugo is fully on board with the plan but Occitan may need more breaking in.
One look at Hugo, though, and I had to have him. I’ve watched him pleasing way too many other men. He needs to know who his ass belongs to now. I sent Occitan off with Guillaume. This was just between me and my new boy… my sweet, sleek, doe eyed, trembling fuck toy. The only thing that would make this better would be to have Apolo here to watch me fuck his son.
Even while he’s getting tangled up deeper and deeper into the Cabal, he still sees himself as the elite corporate executive, better than gangsters like me. Maybe he is, but his greed has put his son in my hands and I’m going to enjoy every minute I have with him. That Hugo is a player, though. He was about to piss his pants when Guillaume brought him into the cabin. He was still trembling when I stepped up behind him.
Maybe it’s because he knew what was coming and figured being agreeable would make it easier. Maybe it’s because I’m a pretty hot gros macho with a big dick who knows how to tame a fucktoy. Whatever. While I was getting acquainted with his twunk body and the scent of young musk, I felt a hand slipping down to feel my cock throbbing in my pants. Then I noticed he was as hard as I was. Yeah, this was going down real easy.
I didn’t even need to tell him to get on his knees and suck me. I dropped my pants and down he went. After he got me wet, though, I sat back on the sofa and made him ride me. Nothing like making a twunk like him give up his own ass. He moaned and whined but he took it. He rode me like a champ. Couldn’t get enough. He even pulled his ass off of me before I put him up on the bar for a real fuck. I was going to breed him. Plant my load deep in his guts, my sperm swimming around trying to be part of him.
At the last second, I realized that there was a purpose for this beside my own pleasure, though. I drug him off the bar, back on his knees, and unloaded on his face. Reminded him where he belonged. Such a good boy, even stuck out his tongue for his man. I can tell the Boss we made a good choice. Now that friend of his.
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