The chauffeur (Clex 18)
Mr Luthor is not what you’d call a normal millionaire. He likes to sit beside me in the front of the limo. Some days he would talk to me, but today he just stared out of the window at the seemingly endless tar planes.
I had turned off the air conditioning being as I don’t feel the heat. The windows were wound down both Mr Luthor and I enjoyed the slight breeze. Sweat formed on forehead and his smooth chest where he had unbuttoned his shirt.
Mr Luthor is what my mother would call a beautiful man, sapphire blue eyes, soft lips that would imagine would feel like pearl were you to kiss them. Mr Luthor's most startling feature is his lack of hair, which you might imagine would make him look odd. I think it just adds to his beauty. From what I’ve seen women agree with me.
As I drove I couldn’t help but take a few sneaky looks at him. He was breathing heavily in the thick air. His chest moving slowly with the deep throb of the engine. He turned to look at me, his eyes slowly dropped to my crotch. Fuck, I hadn’t noticed how hard I was.
Mr Luthor licked his top lip, his tongue pausing on the delicate looking scar. Then he turned away staring aimlessly at the tar. I pushed the heel of my hand down hard onto my cock. I stared at the grey road in front of me with the hope that perhaps I could keep my mind off those lips.
Suddenly I realised I was looking at Mr Luthor again. My gaze fixed on his hand in his lap. He was running his nail up his zipper. I blinked, there was a wet spot on his pants. The blood from my brain involuntarily ran to my cock. The limo swerved, and he looked at me the corners of his mouth turning up into the smallest of smiles. He didn’t speak, just slowly unzipped his flies.
I wasn’t breathing at that point, and I couldn’t take my eyes off his hand. I’d never seen another guy’s cock before, but this, this was like I was a blind man being told if he opened his eyes he’d be able to see again. My Luthor slowly pulled his cock out glistening with precome. I licked my lips.
It was beautiful. He ran his fingers to the end and collected a little precome, then lifted is fingers to my lips, offering himself to me. I sucked his fingers into my mouth tasting his bitter offering. It sent me over the edge and I came in my pants.
How I managed not to crash I don’t know. When I looked at Mr Luthor he was smiling, gently stroking his cock. I looked at the road my pants were soaking. I didn’t know what to do. I’d probably lost my job. I heard Mr Luthor undo his seatbelt, and I felt his hand slide up to my crotch. I let out a moan and he unzipped me.
Mr Luthor leaned into my lap. I lifted my ass so he could my pants down further. He kept one hand on his cock and fondled my balls with the other. I kept me eyes on the road out of fear. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I felt his warm tongue on my cock lapping up my drying come. I couldn’t see I couldn’t think, my mind was on auto pilot as he took my length into his mouth.
‘Fuck.’ I moaned as he pulled off.
‘Talk to me Clark. Tell me how you want it, how you want me.’ He whispered.
‘I want you to suck me, I want to feel my cock on the back of you throat. Then I’m going to shoot down your throat, and you’re going to swallow every last drop.’ I replied. God I had no idea where it was all coming from. I just wanted it all, this beautiful man sucking my life giving come out of me. The thing was he really liked it.
‘Tell me Clark, tell me your fantasies. I’m going to be your whore.’ I bumped the back of his throat as I thrust upward. He groaned, and quickened the pace on his cock.
‘Come on whore you can do better than that. Open your mouth and take my big cock all the way in. Milk me whore, drink it up cause it’s the only thing you’re gonna be drinking from now on.’ Lex came all over his pants and the gear stick. I followed quickly. Mr Luthor gagged but swallowed every drop.
My cock was totally spent, and for the first time ever totally satisfied. Mr Luthor looked amazing, warm rosy cheeks, and full lips. He sat up and kissed me. His lips were as soft as I thought they would be. Bitter kisses on a straight road. His release me and sat back into his seat. He had a sparkle in his eye.
‘You think you’re done?’ I asked. ‘Clean up your damned mess. I don’t get paid to clean up your bodily fluids.’ He laughed crawled into the foot well and started to lap up his come.
‘I’m sorry you’re driving,’ he said looking up at me ‘I’d really like you to fuck me.’
‘There are other options whore.’ I replied, running my hand up the gear stick. He looked and his eyes grew wide pupils dilating.
‘Oh fuck yes.’ I couldn’t believe it. He really was into it. The knob of the gear stick just fitted into my hand and this guy wanted it up his ass.
‘Fuck whore you get that up your ass and I’ll fuck you whenever you want.’ Mr Luthor rubbed his cock.
‘You’re going to have to help stretch me out and lube me up Clark.’ His heart was beating fast as he pulled down his pants. I noticed for the first time he had no underwear on. I couldn’t believe my cock was coming back to life. Mr Luthor turned so his ass was facing me, and slipped a finger wet with saliva into his ass. I had my finger in next to it before it registered. So tight, and I couldn’t imagine my cock being in there for more than a second without having to come.
Together our fingers entwined we stretched out his beautiful ass. My cock stuck up like a flag pole, abandoned in my current pursuit. Mr Luthor moaned and pushed back on my fingers hard. I pulled my fingers out sucking and licking the new taste. He was ready and positioned himself over the gear stick. Slowly he pushed down yelling out in pain as the knob pushed past his puckered hole. I didn’t think it was possible but as he slid down his cock seemed to grow even bigger. He was the picture of ecstasy his mouth slightly open breathing harshly. I had to do something as he slowly lifted up and down on my gear stick. I grabbed my mobile took a photo of his face and one of his beautifully stretched ass. He grabbed his cock as he sat squarely on the stick.
‘Take one of this.’ He shot over the windscreen and sighed. I dropped my mobile checked the road and brought myself off.
The car smelled like sex when we arrived home. Mr Luthor cleaned up most of the mess and left the gear stick at my request. I’m going to clean that up myself later. Mr Luthor wants me to drive him insane tomorrow so hopefully I can have a proper taste of that tight ass then. This has been the best day in my life, and I have the photos to prove it.