The long, musky dick was thrust deep into his throat but he only gagged a little; he was getting better every day. He used to think there was something intense about him, lecherous almost. The way he used to leer at Joe with that pedatory grin whenever they spoke…like he was waiting for something to happen. He was the sort of pervert that he could imagine installing secret cameras around the place just try and watch Joe shower so he could have something to fantasise about.
It gave him the creeps. It was cheap though; all he could afford really since he split with his girlfriend. Not that it ever seemed to make much of a difference.
The problems were still there, even worse if truth be told but after a few weeks he did start to notice them less and less. He only had to live here for a few more months until he had saved up enough to move somewhere better, away from Lester… But then he started getting behind in his work. At first he would just often daydream, sometimes for hours…not even sure what he had been thinking about if anything.
But then his cock started getting hard all the time, demanding his attention more and more. It just started to feel so good to play with himself instead of working, so much easier. He guessed that since his split with Annie it was to be expected but, man it had started to feel like he did little else. One day he had retreated to his room to beat himself off while Lester was in the apartment which he seemed to be even more these days though he never asked why anymore. In his white vest, Joe got a good look at that husky, hairy chest and those dark pits.
His was toned yeah, and had a light dusting of hair but Lesters… A little bit of extra weight on top of hard muscle, so strong, two meaty erect nipples straining against that white material.
So masculine, so sexual…. Lester probably heard him. His hands moved up and down his body rubbing the messy cum all over the scattered hair on his chest, sticking it together.
The thought of that pervert hearing him, walking in and seeing him like this covered in his own juices…man it was making him horny again. His cum was still wet making his cock nice and slick as he started jacking himself again thinking of that hairy, masculine body he had glimpsed earlier. So sexual…so sexy… A few days later the porn started.
Daddies…was that was Lester was? Curious and horny he began to search through pictures of burly, older men, usually semi naked and smiling at him through the screen with the confidence and swagger Lester seemed to share.
He should of thought it was wrong, that he was straight but hell, his cock seemed to do the thinking for him now and it leaked with excitment at what it saw. Before long he was buying memberships to dozens of sites, spending all his hard earned savings on food for his dick. Alone in his front room, the blue of the screen bathing his naked, sweaty, sticky body he began to have a revelation watching all these nasty daddies fuck these helpless boys like they needed to be fucked.
He was no different from those twinks on screen; young, dumb, helpless, horny. Watching a big strong daddy take care of them, fill their holes made his own hole ache in longing. He should be in their place, being made to feel what it was like to be dominated. He had to watch more. He still had the last of his savings right? It was fine though, whatever, he had a job. He could make more money. Although it was boring, and hard! It had made his head hurt. He just wanted to be at home playing with himself, having fun.
Lester, the sleazy old man he was had always leered at him, now he would give him something to stare at. When he arrived at the apartment Joe came to greet him in nothing but some tight blue briefs, Lester drinking in every bit of skin his slutty tennant was flaunting at him before they both sat on the sofa. Smiling with fake embarrasment Joe explained the situation to the older man. He wanted to pay him, he did but money was tight at the moment and would he be able to pay tomorrow instead.
There must be something he can do to make up for it, he had said while he seductively grinned and started moving his hand up Lesters hairy, muscular thigh towards that big package.
The smell that hit him as he began to lick his hard prize through lesters short fabric, getting it wet with spit, the smell seemed oddly familar. It was becoming apparent though now to both of them that Joe was too dumb and too horny to ever be able to pay him rent but Lester offered him a new deal that day as he was cumming all over that pretty boy face.
He had a special deal that he only made to really slutty boys who needed a daddy to take care of them but wanted to know if Joe felt it was suitable for him. Lester took it as a yes.
He really did have the best deal around Joe thought dimly a few weeks later. And most nights he even got to sleep in the bed, with Lester. He was lucky to have someone like Lester watching out for him, he was the best landlord ever. The best daddy even. The best master a stupid slut like Joe could ever have.