NSFW–Owned by the Contractor Pt 8

OWNED CONTRACTOR PROMO

Part 8

Chad

kisspng-electronic-sports-league-of-legends-osu-counter-l-5af58446033425.6911762315260396220131I choked. The toy down my throat suddenly felt a mile wide. By the time I’d slipped the head past my lips, I was coughing uncontrollably.

“You okay, kid?” Tom’s voice was full of concern, and he looked like he was ready to jump off the sofa but had no idea what he’d do once he got up.

“Yeah,” I gasped, trying to catch my breath.

Tom leaned back, but worry still colored his face. Seeing I’d be fine, he shot a warning glance at Owen.

The huge, blond-haired man completely ignored the look. He squeezed the rod in his pants and lifted his shirt just enough so he could run the finger tips of his other hand over a bit of exposed, hard, and hairy stomach.

I almost choked again, and my face grew burning hot. X-ray vision would have been on the top of my super-power wish list right then.

small crotchOwen smiled.” Well?”

Tom sighed. “Kid, you don’t have to answer.”

“I…” The compulsion to answer was a million times stronger than my embarrassment and the desire to run until I fell down from exhaustion. My cock started to fill. Just talking to a man about cock sucking was the most exciting thing to have happened in my stunted sex life. The only other times had been in chat online. I hadn’t even gotten up the nerve to webcam with a guy.

Owen raised an eyebrow and leered.

The fire spread from my face to my gut. My knees almost buckled when I said, “No.”

The leer on Owen’s face morphed into a huge smile. He shook his cock through his jeans. “Wanna?”

“Okay!” Tom’s voice boomed. “This has gone far enough!”

I took a step back, but Owen just shook his head.

“Look, kid,” Tom said, “we just said all that because we want to take it easy this week. Drink, swim, stuff like that.” He glared at Owen. “You don’t have to do anything this asshole is asking.”

The heat drained from body and was replaced with empty disappointment.

“Tom…” Owen started, but Tom threw his hand up.

“No.” When he saw that Owen wasn’t going to talk again, he continued. “You won‘t coerce the kid into something like that.”

Owen looked thoughtful for a few seconds before turning his attention to me. His hand still worked his bulge.

“Okay, kid. Here’s the deal. We won’t tell your mom if you let us just hang out this week and maybe let us sleep over a few nights.”

Tom opened his mouth, working up steam for another tirade, but Owen cut him off.

“Seriously, Tom. With driving to the office, then going out to pick up Emilio, it takes over an hour to get here in the mornings. Wouldn’t you like a week where we didn’t have to commute?” Owen’s eyes were wide and innocent.

Tom was about to protest, but the thought of the huge men sleeping in the same house as me caused the heat to come back to my face.

“Yes!” I blurted out.

Both men turned to look at me. Owen looked triumphant and Tom was confused.

“It’s fine,” I reassured him. “I really don’t mind.”

Tom stared for a minute, searching my face. Finally, convinced I meant it, he nodded and dropped back to the sofa. “Alright.”

Owen winked at me. I had no idea what it meant, but it sent a spark through my body.

“So, Chad.” He shifted his hips forward. “You understand that is all we’re asking for our silence?”

I nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“Sir,” he said, grabbing his dick harder. “I like that. Don‘t you like that, Tom?”

Tom rolled his eyes and picked up his glass of Scotch.

“Then back to my last question.” Owen stared unblinking. “You want to?”

Tom’s mouth flew open.

“Hey!” Owen said forcefully. “If he wants to, I feel it’s my duty as a house guest to let him”

 

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