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Nick has a new bodyguard around to distract him from all of the constant the demands on him. His name is Tom and he’s funny and calls Nick, “Pup” fondly and ruffles Nick’s hair.
He’s not huge like Big Rob, but he’s strong and fast. Nick’s watched him training in the yard, running laps, scaling the wall and lifting weights. Nick thinks Tom is really manly, what a man should be. Tough and strong, but not too intimidating.
Tom is all muscle, thick with it. He has a big throat and wide shoulders, huge arms and a lean stomach. His thighs and butt are always so fit in his shorts when he’s jogging. Nick notices these things. Nick wants to look just like Tom.
Nick catches himself watching Tom all the time. And sometimes he can feel Tom's gaze on him, which is what Tom is paid to do, keep and eye on Nick. But sometimes when Nick lifts weights with Tom out back, he can feel his eyes lingering on him. Not just his face but on his mouth and stomach. It makes Nick feel self conscious and a little warm inside.
Nick isn’t like Joe; Nick hates lifting weight. He only does it if Tom is already out back and Nick’s got nothing better to do. Nick knows he still has his baby fat. He gets lots of tweets about his lips that make him cringe a little, but when Tom looks at him that way, it doesn’t feel creepy at all. It makes Nick feel like a little boy with a crush.
And Tom talks to Nick like he’s still a little boy. It should bother Nick, but instead it makes him want to suck on Tom thumb and sit on his lap like a little baby. He wants to feel how big and strong Tom is for himself. He wants to be his little boy.
Tom is playful and silly when they lift together. He has Nick doing awful, uncomfortable squats and every time Nick complains about the ache Tom gives him a quick, sharp swat to his ass. It stings, but it’s got Nick plumping up in his shorts. He hopes Tom can’t tell.
“Three more, little man, you’ve got it in you.” And it works. Nick grunts and pushes through three more squats. He is smiling with pride and looks over to Tom, but Tom's face isn’t what Nick was expecting. His eyes look a little glazed over and his lids are droopy.
They stay there, staring for a long moment, until Tom snaps out of it and Nick sucks in the breath he was holding
Nick gets another playful smack to his ass. This one with a bit more gusto. This one hurts. He can feel Tom's palm stinging on his cheek and he finds himself swelling up again.
It isn't obvious at first, but slowly Tom catches on. The more he is around Nick the more he can sense that Nick might like a little roughness. Nick might need a grown man to help him relax and cheer up a little; the poor boy is so sullen all the time. Tom is going to help him relax a little.
He’s not so young that Tom has to feel bad. Tom was fourteen when he had his first encounter with a man that was twice his age. It was how he learned how much he liked to slip into a tight ass, the feel of a cock buried in his throat. Cumming all over some lovely boy’s face. There would be time for all of that with Nick. He’d try to go slow.
He gets Nick alone in the back house after the squats. Nick has to shower up, but Tom is after him with purpose. He finds Nick in his room with his shirt off and a boner in his shorts.
When Nick sees Tom he squeaks a little and tries to cover his cock, his little boy nipples.
Eames is delighted. “Don’t hide your body from me, pup. I want to see all of it. Don’t hide it from me.”
The reaction that he gets out of Nick, that flush down his neck. Tom is bone-hard in his own sweaty shorts. He wants this boy badly. He aches to bury himself in that soft, giving flesh. Wants to take the boy while he’s still brand new and has no idea what pleasures Tom is going to give him. Tom is going to show his little pup how he can please a grown man.
Nick smells like a sweaty boy up close. A little musk under that deodorant. Tom bets his cock and balls are salty with sweat, two plums ready to be sucked and a cock that Tom can swallow down deep.
That’s not what Tom needs right now though. He’s too hard for it. He needs that soft mouth on him. He needs to suck that fat mouth first.
Nick’s mouth is hot and pliant for Tom to slide into. He tongue fucks the boy a little, hoping he’ll catch on. He bites at Nick’s fat mouth and sucks hard at his sweaty top lip.
Eames tugs back his tongue and replaces with four fingers, all at once, shoving deep into Nick’s mouth, giving him no chance to protest. Just taking what he wants. That mouth.
Watching Nick’s eyes bulge and water. Feeling all that hot slippery spit collect along his fingers as he drags them deeper and deeper down Nick’s throat. All that gushy saliva dripping out of Nick’s fat mouth onto his chin and down his little fist of an Adam’s apple.
Tom keeps fucking his mouth harder and harder with those fingers until Nick’s eyes roll back and he slumps forward a little, creaming himself with a press to his little cock.
It’s too much. Nick is pliant and sleepy on the bed. Tom props him along the bed just so. Nick’s on his back, head dangling a little off the edge of the bed, and that’s when Tom goes with it. His cock’s leaking for Nick’s plump little boy pout. That mouth needs to be fucked, it’s begging for it.
Tom just feeds his cock right down Nick’s throat an inch at a time, and his little boy can take all of it. Nick’s still blissed out on the bed, but Tom can see his reaction, the twitching in his already wet shorts. Nick is getting it up again so soon, such a young, desperate little thing.
Nick is gurgling around Tom’s cock like a little baby begging for more. Tom keeps at a slow pace slipping in and out of Nick’s pliant throat. He gets his cock all the way in until his balls are slapping the boys face. He stays there, letting Nick’s mouth fill up with spit.
When Tom eases out all that slick drool comes gushing out of Nick’s mouth to coat Tom's entire cock and balls. It’s wet and messy, and Tom is going to come so soon, he doesn’t consider stopping.
Instead, he slaps at Nick’s mouth a few times where his cheeks are bulging, where he can see the thick of his cock filling up Nick’s mouth.
He cradles his big hand under and around the back of Nick’s head so he can set the pace, fuck into that throat harder and faster. And the little pup takes and takes it, until Tom is twitching and spurting deep in Nick’s throat, a long wrung out load. A cum that makes Tom weak. Nick just slurps it all up, moaning all along, covered in spit and Tom.
His pup is so hard he can see his tip straining up and out of his shorts. Tom needs to touch that pink cock with his tongue; he wants to lick along his slit.
Tom leans down and takes a little of Nick’s cock in, brushes his tongue along the tip and takes a gentle slurp at it. Nick coats his mouth the instant Tom is on him, bucking up wild with need. His pup comes long and loud, whining and thumping his little ass against the bed.
Tom enjoyed himself tonight. This won’t be the last time, he wants more from the boy, and it won’t be the last time he takes.