Towel Boi: Heading to Work

“Goddamn, white boi! You got the best fuckin’ ass,” declared the father of two. His steel manly form perspired as he moved hard into the bottom. “Look at all that butt shake! Twerk it for me, baby boi!”

“Yes, sir,” cooed Kasey, gyrating rhythmically.
“Hell yeah! It’s like fucking two big ol’ marshmallows.
“Really,” giggled the femboy, whispering shallowly from his lungs.
“Fuck yeah,” he watched Kasey buck into him. “Look at how this Black dick go in that white ass!”
“I love it, daddy!”
“Me too, slut! Stand up! I wanna look in the mirror!”

Kasey sashayed and wiggled his oversized rump at the handsome guy. Ralph smacked it for good measure and buried his molten member back inside of the sissy.

“I love fucking this gay ass,” K.O. explained, breathing harder than ever.
“I love how you fuck me with that straight Black dick, sir!”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes, daddy!”

He finally had to give way to the pleasured release. He exploded with several distinct pulses and pulled out of the twink, collapsing on the bed. He convulsed for a bit while Kasey kissed his hard, chiseled chest.

Ralph had now taken as much time as he could tearing up Kasey’s big round booty.

Kasey retrieved a warm washcloth from the bathroom and cleaned up his newfound Black lover.

“I gotta head out, boi,” he revealed.
“I understand. Going home to your ol’ lady,” sighed the sissy.
“Yeah, but I’ll be dreaming of that ass! She ain’t got shit on you,” he slapped the cakey rear-end, studying it jiggle in near perpetual motion.
“Yay,” cheered the submissive tart.

“Matter fact. Be at the office at noon on the dot! Come to the back. I’m going to introduce you to the platinum members of the gym.”
“Oh wow! What should I wear.”
“Booty shorts and a cami just like today. They’ll be excited to meet you tomorrow.”

Ralph exited the apartment and went to his pickup truck.

Kasey stumbled back to bed with copious amounts of baby batter leaking out of his spent boipussy. He fell down hoping tomorrow would be a good orientation and walk-through with the top members of the K.O. Boxing Academy. He didn’t even have the strength to go back and get his little red Fiero. He decided to sleep and walk there in time to arrive at noon.