French Connection Vol. 1 – The Big Man

In the VIP lounge at the French Connection, we have live sex shows several times a night to entertain our guests. There are even some exhibitionist fucks who will pay for the privilege of using a boy on stage, in front of the crowd. Not enough to keep the show going. That’s where I step in. As they say, it’s a dirty job, but somebody’s got to do it. I’ve got a smoking hot body, a big dick, and I know how to use it. Why not show it off? One of our twunk sluts is going to take it at least once a day, anyway, it might as well be onstage.

Anyway, Andolini wanted a dress rehearsal. I mean, I don’t know if I should be insulted that he thinks I don’t know how to fuck a couple of twinks, or not. What the big man wants, he gets, though. He was on the phone and I thought I would go ahead and get the boys warmed up, So to speak. Yeah, get those twink pricks standing tall and those tight holes twitching for my fat rod to scratch the itch deep in their sweet asses.

So Andolini comes in, gives me a nod and goes over to sit back on the sofa, pull his dick out and enjoy the show. I have to say, we lucked out, getting Hugo and Occitan. I was not thrilled about having to train Apolo’s son. I mean, I understand that having him in the harem is insurance to keep his dad in line. Roping in his friend Occitan just makes it one big family affair. They are both grade-A twunk beef, but that alone doesn’t make for a good fuck toy. Turns out they are both horny little sick fucks that are up for anything, though. And anybody. As long as they get dick and cum, they are pretty much game. There are a lot of men willing to pay for the chance to give it to them.

I guess every man has a fantasy about having a three-way with two bottoms. It’s just that ego trip about being man enough to wear out two bitches and leave them both used up and satisfied. It’s even better knowing that they are my fuck toys, there for anything I tell them to do, even if I know the little horndogs would do it anyway.

I put them through their paces. Fucking their throats. Fucking their asses. The whole time, they were kissing and fondling each other. Two hot young lovers being molested by their pervy boss. We put on quite a show. I just wish I had been able to watch. We need more mirrors in the yacht.

There’s nothing better than shooting your load deep into some twink’s ass and then watching your cum drip back out of his puffy gaping hole. I couldn’t decide which one to breed, though. I ended up jacking off, with them on their knees, mouths open, tongues out. I shot enough to paint stripes across both their faces and coat their tongues. Then they shared my cum in a kiss. The crowd will love that! The Big Man was very pleased, but I think we need a lot more practice.