NSFW–Owned by the Contractor Pt 7

OWNED CONTRACTOR PROMOPart 7

Tom

kisspng-silhouette-laborer-architectural-engineering-const-building-vector-5b084dd763c8b8.9427343215272708714087I don’t know what the kid expected, but watching his body tighten like a guitar string almost made me feel bad.

“Don’t worry, kid,” I said. My voice was low, rumbly, and intimidating sometimes. I lowered it and acted like Chad was a spooked animal. “Owen here has a gay brother and I got two gay cousins. We ain’t going to beat your ass or anything, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

We were just angling for a  easy week of relaxing by the pool and diminishing his dad’s liquor stock.

The kid’s eyes darted between the three of us; me, Owen, and the large crock laying on the table.

He didn’t seem to be any less stressed and I was afraid if he got any more tense, he’d just break in half.

Owen seemed to have the same idea, but went a completely different way than I would have. He was always one to flush stuff into the open without giving things much thought.

He put the recliner’s footrest down and grabbed the toy off the table. Seeing my burly coworker with a huge, wriggly cock in his hand—it took everything I had not to laugh. And, I wanted to see where he was going to go. There were a lot of things I could say about Owen, and the main one was that he was never boring. That’s why I’d chosen him to work on that job with me in the first place. He was always up for anything.

Wide-eyed, the kid and me both watched as Owen examined the cock, feeling the heft, checking out the monochromatic veins, and nodding appreciatively at the size of the balls. When he wrapped his fingers around it like he was comparing it to his own, I had to look away before I cracked up.

“So,” Owen said, finally, “What do you do with this thing?”

I’d been wrong about Chad breaking if he got more tense. He didn’t break, but he was about to vibrate out of his chair.

“Calm down, boy. I’m just asking a question.” He lifted the cock, using it as a pointer. “And you need to breath. I just wanted to know if you put this big thing up that thin ass of yours.”

I was half sure he was just fucking with the guy, but I found I was a little interested in the answer too, so I didn’t step in.

We both stared at the kid, and Owen waved the cock around like he’d just found a new toy. I thought the kid might never get it back.

Seeing we weren’t going to let things drop, Chad lowered his head. “No.”’

That confused the hell out of me. “Then what do you do? Hold it like a teddy bear while you sleep?”

Chad cut his eyes toward me, looking scared and disappointed at the same time. “Maybe…”

I shifted around and pulled my phone out of my back pocket. “Thats cool. I have to call your mom about a few things in the kitchen that I’m not sure about.”

If I’d had to see Owen waving that cock around much longer, there’s no way I could have held up my bad-ass attitude. He thwacked it against his hand as I opened the address book on my phone.

There’s no way in hell I’d have outed the kid, but he didn’t need to know that. Just as I was about to dial the number for my voicemail and pretend it was Louise, the kid cracked.

“Fine,” he said, straightening from his slump. “I practice… oral.”

Owen stopped acting like the penis was a billy-club and squinted at it. “Really?” He raise the toy up and looked at the monstrosity like it was the first time he was as seeing it.

He looked from it to Chad and back a few times. I could almost see a lightbulb over his head growing brighter. “Catch,” he said suddenly and launched the pink missile toward Chad, who was slow to react and it hit him on the chest.

It fell to his lap and he scrambled to keep it from hitting the floor. It looked even bigger in his hands than it had in Owen’s.

“I want to see what you can do with it.” Owen’s voice was gruff. He’d worked for me for over a year and I’d only heard that tone from him in the last month.

I raised my hand, about to say that things may be getting out of hand.

Warning Owen shot me a warning look. I wasn’t sure how to interpret it, but I figured, what the hell. Let Owen have his fun.

I nodded to Chad. He tentatively raised the cock to his lips and barely licked the head.

“Seriously?” Owen reached out for my phone.” If that’s all you got.”

The kid’s eyes were the size of saucers and he waked his hands. “No. No. I swear.”

He raised it back to his lips and wrapped them around the ridge between the head and the shaft.

It wasn’t much, but my own cock started to move. I shifted a little to make it aim in a more comfortable direction. I mean, I hadn’t gotten off in a few days, so of course it was responding to any stimulus.

“More!” Owen grunted. He was having even more of a reaction than I was.

He reached into his pants and moved his swelling rod. We definitely should have relieved some pressure before calling the kid in.

Chad did take his eyes off the bulge in Owen’s pants as he pushed the dildo farther into his mouth.

My own cock was almost solid. Owen croaked, “More.” One hand lightly rubbed his stomach and the other rested a few centimeters from the swollen rod in his jeans.

Chad’s face grew redder, switching from embarrassment to need. He tilted his head back and, like sword swallowers on television, lowered the toy into his mouth until the fake nuts rested on his chin. His throat bulged from the bulk.

Male_neckOwen groaned and couldn’t resist anymore. His unoccupied hand slid over his cock and massaged it through his jeans.

I wanted to call time on the whole thing. Put my foot down and stop whatever was happening, but my own cock throbbed and stopped the reasonable part of my brain from acting.

Chad held that position for what seemed like forever. He’d definitely been practicing. I couldn’t look away.

“Kid.” Owen sounded breathless. “How often you do that to a real one?”

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