Booted

Cigar clamped between his teeth, Adam Faust sits in the chair and waits. Alex DeLarge drops to his knees, forgets the polish, and takes that thick cock down to the root. The kid’s mouth works fast and wet. Faust watches him, then makes up his mind. He hauls the bootblack up, shoves him onto all fours, and starts stuffing his hole. One plug after another, each thicker than the one before, pushes past the ring until the leather chaps stretch tight over DeLarge’s spread ass. Hair covers Faust’s forearms as he twists the biggest dildo in and out, leather creaking with every shove. DeLarge groans, pushes back, takes it all. When he shoots, his load hits the floor hard. He’ll be back.