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caught in the backroomKevin Longquirt was supposed to be doing inventory in the backroom of Warden Automotive parts. Instead he was rubbing his cock through his jeans while thumbing through an old porn magazine. He had found the dirty magazine hidden in the bottom of a dusty old filing cabinet. Kevin was a thin, sinewy 18-year-old with dark black hair and green eyes. He had played football on the high school varsity team and had developed a strong and lean body. What he lacked in bulk he made up in speed and agility. His right hand was down the front of his jeans when the door swung open and in walked Kevin’s boss. Tom Warden was a towering figure of a man. He stood 6’2″ with a broad muscular chest. At 46 he was losing some of his peppered grey hair, but was still an intimidating guy, which is why Kevin jumped a foot in the air when Mr. Warden walked in. Kevin yanked his hand out of his pants and scrambled to hide the magazine, but too late. “Tony wants to know if — ” Mr. Warden started to say but trailed off at the sight of Kevin’s guilty face and the poorly hidden magazine. “What ‘cha got there Kevin?” “Nuthin,” mumbled Kevin avoiding Mr. Warden’s eyes Mr. Warden looked from the magazine, back to Kevin’s blushing face then locked the door behind him. “You been slacking off boy?” asked Mr. Warden “No sir,” responded Kevin barely above a whisper and still avoiding eye contact. “I see you’ve found some interesting reading material,” Mr. Warden went on, “Mind if I take a look?” Kevin shrugged as Mr. Warden reached past him and picked up the magazine. He rifled through a few pages grinning before turning his attention back to Kevin. “Liking what you see?” asked Mr. Warden as he stopped on one particularly intriguing spread. The main photo was that of a man sandwiched between a woman and another man, fucking the lady while getting fucked by the man. Laughing Mr. Warden went on, “boy I haven’t looked at this in a long time.” Kevin looked up hopeful, maybe he wasn’t going to get in trouble after all. “I’m sorry sir,” he stammered, “I’ll get right back to work.” “Hold your horses,” interrupted Mr. Warden, “You’re not getting off scot-free, not only are you slacking off, but you’ve been snooping through my things.” Mr. Warden went over to a corner and dragged an old wooden sawhorse to the middle of the room. Dusting it off he turned back to Kevin and ordered the boy to bend over the wooden structure. Kevin obliged, bracing himself for a whupping. Sure enough Mr. Warden grabbed a nearby broom and smacked Kevin across his boney ass with the wooden handle. Kevin flinched as the rod connected with his backside and instinctively he stood up. Mr. Warden tutted and pushed Kevin back down, this time tying his hands to the legs of the sawhorse forcing the boy to remain bent over. Mr. Warden smacked the boy’s butt once again, before grabbing Kevin’s waistband and yanking his pants and underwear down to his ankles. Kevin could feel the cool air of the room on his naked buttocks and grimaced as Mr. Warden whupped him one more with the broom handle. The sight of Kevin’s güvenilir bahis şirketleri pasty white teenage butt was making Mr. Warden hot around the collar. Kevin’s ass was flat and boney but Mr. Warden knew from experience that Kevin’s asshole would still be warm and tight. His dick twitched in his jeans as he swatted the boy again, reddening the milky flesh. Mr. Warden then gently poked at Kevin’s ass with the broom handle, moving it around ever so slightly, searching for Kevin’s teenage asshole. Kevin gasped and Mr. Warden knew he found his target. Mr. Warden gently pushed the broom handle into Kevin’s asshole. There was some resistance as it pushed against Kevin’s outer ring, but after breaking through that barrier, the wooden handle slid a few inches into the boy. Kevin panted loudly, the broom firmly lodged in his asshole. Thinking ahead, Mr. Warden grabbed a rag and stuffed it into Kevin’s mouth, muffling the sound. Mr. Warden then undid the buckle of his belt and retrieved the dirty magazine. He flipped through its worn pages and found a spread he liked. After laying the magazine down on Kevin’s back, he jimmied his shoes off, shucked off his pants, and pulled off his shirt. Now completely naked, Mr. Warden stood next to Kevin’s butt looking at the magazine, spread open on his back. He tugged at his growing cock, unsticking it from his low-hanging balls. Mr. Warden started playing with his expanding cock, coaxing it into its full and fat 9-and-a-half inches. Every once in a while he reached over and slid the broom a bit deeper into Kevin’s asshole. Kevin was starting to enjoy the sensation in his rectum, the full feeling of the wooden rod jammed inside him. His outer ring was pulsating and sending pricks of pleasure throughout his body. Each time Mr. Warden pushed more of the handle into him, he felt fuller and somehow more satisfied. Mr. Warden was fully erect now, his massive almost 10-incher sticking out parallel to the floor. The fattest part of Mr. Miler’s fucker was the ridge around his the base of his cock head. From there the fat shaft bulged and then narrowed before meeting his crotch in a thick growth of wiry black pubes. Mr. Warden bent down and untied Kevin’s shoes, pulling them off along with Kevin’s pants and underwear. He then spread Kevin’s legs apart and tied them to the sawhorse as well. With his legs spread, Mr. Warden could clearly see Kevin’s asshole tightly gripping the broom handle. Mr. Warden jiggled the broom handle enjoying the sight of Kevin’s ass-lips clenching and clutching at the wooden shaft. Mr. Warden grabbed a tube of ball bearing grease from a nearby shelf and slowly pulled the broom handle from Kevin’s asshole. Kevin felt the wood slide across his sphincter leaving him feeling hollow and empty, his winking and open asshole sucking in cool air. Before Kevin’s hole could shrink closed, Mr. Warden stuck 2 fat fingers in. Gently and slowly Mr. Warden pried the boy’s hole open just enough to squeeze in half a tube of grease. He gently pulled his fingers out as Kevin’s freshly greased asshole youwin güvenilir mi slowly closed back up, a few drops of the grease oozing out. Mr. Warden than positioned himself behind the boy, lined up his rectum wrecker, and started forcing it into the now whimpering teen. The unusual proportions of Mr. Warden’s cock meant whenever he fucked a boy, the boy would first be ripped wide open by the fat head, and as his shaft went in deeper, the boy’s asshole could slowly shrink around Mr. Warden’s tapered cock. This also meant when the narrowest part of Mr. Warden’s cock was resting in a boy’s ass-ring, rest of his 9-and-a-half inches would be buried deep inside the boy. Kevin let out a muffled scream as Mr. Warden’s cock ripped through his outer sphincter, stretching it wider than it had ever gone before. Popping past the outer ring, Mr. Warden’s cock kept pushing, brushing over Kevin’s prostate and breaking though Kevin’s inner ass-ring. Kevin’s legs were trembling, his ass on fire. Deeper and deeper into the boy pushed Mr. Warden. “Push out like you’re taking a massive shit,” barked Mr. Warden totally absorbed in his own pleasure. Kevin obeyed and pushed as hard as he could, his asshole blooming open slightly as he felt the fat cock-head push deeper into him. It was rubbing his insides, pushing and prodding deeper into him. He felt the massive cock-shaft slide through his outer sphincter, getting narrower and narrower, offering his burning ass-ring some minor relief as it shrank, following the contours of Mr. Warden’s shaft. Just when the pain in his sphincter started lessening, a pain in his gut flared up. Kevin could feel his gut being straightened out and stretched open, making a path for Mr. Warden’s rectum destroyer. Deeper still went Mr. Warden’s cock shaft until at last Kevin felt Mr. Warden’s wiry pubes scratching his butt. Mr. Warden rested there for almost half a minute, Kevin’s belly still burning, before slowly pulling back out. The pain in Kevin’s guts lessened but his ass-ring was being stretched open again as the shaft got thicker and thicker. With a stabbing pain, the thick cock-head popped backwards through Kevin’s inner ring, which rushed to close itself off from the invading fuck-stick. Mr. Warden paused again, his cock-head painfully stretching Kevin’s outer ring as wide as a fist. Kevin’s inner ass-ring was just sealing itself shut, when it was once again ripped apart by Mr. Warden’s dick. Again the pain lessened from Kevin’s sphincter as it increased in his gut, he was either be ripped wide, or stuck deep deep. Back and forth went Mr. Warden and back and forth went the pain until slowly it was replaced by throbs of deep pleasure. The fucking still stung and hurt the boy, but there was another feeling mixed into it, one that sent tingles through his thighs and back. He moaned pleasurably into his gag as Mr. Warden picked up the pace and started slamming into him. Mr. Warden’s balls slapped Kevin’s own teenage balls with each thrust, his pubes scratching Kevin’s buttocks. Mr. Warden fucked perabet Kevin hard and fast with a violent passion, the legs of the sawhorse lifting up with each slamming thrust. The sawhorse had moved a solid two feet across the room from where it started, when Mr. Warden let out a guttural howl and rammed into Kevin’s asshole with a painful finality. Kevin felt the massive cock inside him swell and twitch as a massive spurt of thick hot jizz shot deep into his gut. Rope after rope of cum shot into Kevin, depositing a mess of thick, gloppy semen. Kevin felt Mr. Warden trembling as slowly his orgasm subsided. Completely spent Mr. Warden collapsed on top of Kevin, still buried deep inside his asshole. Kevin felt Mr. Warden’s cock soften slightly but it remained erect inside him. The break from constant movement made Kevin’s ass-rings settle slightly, tightening around the narrow base of Mr. Warden’s shaft. After a minute of deep breaths, Mr. Warden regained his composure and stood up. Firmly planting himself behind Kevin, he slowly started to pull his cock out of the boy. He was no longer rock hard but his cock was still very much at attention and still very fat. Pulling out would mean ripping open Kevin’s asshole one last time. Kevin felt his hole slowly stretch wider and wider as Mr. Warden pulled out the pain slowly building. Kevin let out a muffled scream and started shaking, his used and greasy asshole could stretch no wider. Mr. Warden was still deep in the boy’s asshole, the tightness making it difficult to pull out. “Relax your asshole,” ordered Mr. Warden, “Relax and push out.” Kevin shook his head and let out a muffled cry of pain. “My cock isn’t shrinking anytime soon,” responded Mr. Warden, “This here is a different kind of hard on.” Again Kevin shook his head, his protests muffled by the rag in his mouth. “Alright,” said Mr. Warden with a wicked grin, “If you say so.” And with that Mr. Warden pushed back into Kevin burying his cock once more and relaxed his bladder. Kevin felt the rush of his manly boss’s liquid sloshed around his belly. Kevin felt fuller in a new and different way as his ass was filled so completely. It was a strange but pleasurable sensation that increased with the pressure.As Mr. Warden drained himself into the boy, his cock slowly deflated. Kevin’s worn out ass-rings couldn’t keep up and the airtight seal around Mr. Warden’s cock was broken. A bit of assjuice, cum, etc mix drizzled through the gap between cock and asshole, and ran down Kevin’s leg. At last Mr. Warden was truly and completely empty. Not wanting to make a mess, Mr. Warden looked around for something to plug the boy’s sloppy hole. He spotted a hammer and scooped it off a nearby shelf. He then swiftly and easily slid his deflated cock out of Kevin’s used asshole and quickly replaced it with the handle of the hammer. Kevin grunted as the metal hammer was jammed deep and roughly into his ass. Mr. Warden gathered up his clothes and redressed himself before turning to Kevin and staring to untie him. Kevin bashfully sighed as Mr. Warden removed the rag from the boy’s mouth and pushed Kevin off the sawhorse onto his hands and knees. Kevin crawled around the sawhorse, hammer still jammed in his asshole, over to the puddle of jizz and … Mr. Warden unlocked the backroom door and stepped back into the shop, the door swinging shut behind him.

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