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The hotel oversold rooms at the conference so I drew the short straw and had to share with Dave, our national sales manager.
Dave was a tool. And not the kind we manufactured. He was a cocky SOB who couldn’t stop the sneers and double entendres when he found out the VP (me) was gay. I was stunned (hardly) to find out he was single.
I walked out of the bathroom after my shower, ready for some shut eye before our early flight home tomorrow. Dave was laying on top of his bed, slowly stroking his erection while sneering at me. “It looks like Thor wants attention” he taunted “and maybe your mouth wants to give him some relief” he snickered.
I was a big dude; 6’4”, 250 lb who had a college football scholarship (defensive tackle) and kept my physique with regular workouts. Leg day was one of my faves cos it gave me a beefy bubble butt that took men to pound town.
I’d had enough of this asshat after 3 days. I stared at Dave as he stared back, his lips curling into a sneer. “I’m not much for blowjobs” I began to reply “I like to get fucked. Think Thor can handle me?” I finished as I cocked an eyebrow.
Dave’s eyes bulged and his hand stopped stroking…but the tip of his dick beaded a little pearl of precum. I dropped my towel, turned away from him as my hands dropped to the floor giving him a view of my full moon. I stood, flexed my ass, and slapped my right asscheek - hard. It sounded like a gunshot in our small room.
Dave looked like a deer caught in the headlights but his dick was leaking like a sieve. I walked to the side of his bed as he stared wide eyed, slowly sinking back into the pillows. I asked “Are you sure you want to do this?” giving him an out to back off. I heard him swallow hard, then look at me like a scared 14 year old boy as he whispered “yeah…” never breaking eye contact.
Suffice to say the next morning I wasn’t walking bow legged, Dave was. His balls must have receded into his body; I stopped counting as he blew his 5th load up my ass. I was refreshed, ready for the day and Davey boy was struggling, his dick being wrecked from overuse.
“Hurry up. We’re gonna be late. And don’t forget my bag” I instructed as I opened the hotel room door. All I saw was a wince and heard a groan as Davey boy tried to walk and wheel our suitcases while also carrying his briefcase case and sales case. “Im waiting” as I strode into the hallway to hear another groan and whimper as he tried to keep up.
Poor Dave. He was now minion material to be purposed and used at my leisure. Thor would become Antman when I was through with him. Let the games begin.
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