RT-525 Hard Hat’s Little Helper

FOREWORD

Bound and gagged, young Jeff was brought to a deserted part of the building.

But the handsome captive boy would not stay gagged for long.

Not when his captor, mighty macho hardhatted Iron Mike, had a stiffly erect member which demanded oral service.

Iron Mike was one of the big men working on a big construction job. Jeff was a youngster who had only recently started work.

Now, Jeff was Mike’s helpless captive.

Iron Mike dragged the lad back to a place where they wouldn’t be interrupted.

He put Jeff down, so that the youth stood on his knees, with his hands tied behind his back and his head stood level with the Indian’s bulging groin.

Jeff squirmed, just from the size of the member hidden in the hardhat’s pants.

But that member would not be concealed long… even now, Iron Mike was taking down his pants to expose his stiff, naked member.

Jeff’s eyes widened as he beheld the size of that club of hard penis flesh.

They didn’t call the big guy “Iron Mike” for nothing—his rod seemed made of iron, red-hot iron burning for a quenching.

A quenching inside Jeff’s pink-lipped mouth…