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Cain Marko and Damien
February 02, 2023 | Full Length Video : 27min 38sec
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Mr. Marko’s newest client Damien called for the muscular daddy plumber to check the pipes for a leak in the basement. And as an expert concerned with careful inspection of his job sites, Mr. Marko covered every square foot. The basement was large, though, and so the inspection took some time and effort.

Mr. Marko decided after about an hour or so that it was due time for a break. He grabbed his thermos and took a nice long drink of the cool, refreshing water. Just a moment later, young Damien appeared. He looked up at the tall, burly DILF and made no attempt to hide his attraction and desire. Why should he? They’d done this song and dance before—Damien knew Mr. Marko was well versed in dealing with pipes.

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The sweet twink inquired if he could join Mr. Marko during his break. The plumber smiled widely and happily acquiesced. Damien stood on his tip-toes, wrapped his arms around Mr. Marko’s broad shoulders and kissed him. It took everything the big daddy had not to tear the tiny twink’s clothes off right then and there.

Mr. Marko almost couldn’t believe how quickly he had recovered from their last encounter less than two hours ago. Ever since they fucked in the boy’s bedroom, Mr. Marko’s mind was clouded by lust over Damien’s perfect bubble-butt. The hot plumber wanted nothing more than to massage that boy’s ass with his huge hands and bury his tongue as far into the smooth, tight fuck-tunnel as it would go.

Damien’s long, slender fingers nimbly unbuttoned Mr. Marko’s coveralls and then roamed freely all over the giant handyman’s furry, barn-sized chest. This caress instantly caused Mr. Marko’s cock to ache with familiar lust. Damien sensed this; he dropped to his knees and kissed the precum-soaked underwear.

For his part, Damien could not get enough of Mr. Marko’s mountainous body. The way that the beefy plumber towered over him riled the twink’s excitement. Damien’s cock stiffened immediately when Mr. Marko gave his ass a squeeze with those giant hands. Within seconds, their underwear were thrown off to the side.

Damien was so turned on and horny at this point. He yearned to feel Mr. Marko deep inside of him. He wanted to ride that enormous cock bad; once was simply not enough! But before he could share that thought, Mr. Marko shared his own. He wanted to try something new… something different from their last encounter.

The burly handyman laid down right on the basement floor and instructed the little twink to sit on his face. This, Damien did with no hesitation. He absolutely adored being ordered around, and how Mr. Marko was able to push his entire tongue into his hungry boy hole.

Once Mr. Marko had his fill of Damien’s sweet, delicious love tunnel, the extra small hottie wasted no time sinking down on the giant cock. Mr. Marko was amazed by how his well-hung member was able to get all the way inside of Damien’s itty-bitty ass. The twink gasped and got wide-eyed once Marko bottomed out—but once he did, there was no going back.

Damien and Mr. Marko spent the entire afternoon fucking in every position that they could think of. And as much as the hot plumber daddy would have liked to have kept fucking Damien well into the evening and all night, he knew that he was going to cum soon.

Mr. Marko wrapped his enormous hands around Damien’s tiny waist and gave one last, powerful thrust. Damien was almost bowled over by how massive the cum shots were, and how many! Mr. Marko’s stamina drained completely after such a mind-blowing climax. He collapsed, exhausted, but lovingly, over Damien and held the sweet twink to his mammoth chest.

Damien was in pure heaven. He absolutely loved how Mr. Marko enveloped him, and could think of little else. Damien knew he was going to have to come up with a clever excuse to get Mr. Marko to check his pipes far more often…!

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Series: Damien
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Chapters
1. Job Well Done 22mn
"You can stay... if you want," the young man said as he slunk onto the bed. No one tells you that, when you become a plumber, just how thankful your clients are for your work. Some of them, at least, are willing to do anything to show you their appreciation. Mr. Marko was particularly good at his job. He knew what was wrong or right within a building. If there were leaks, he could find them. He could tell where water pipes ran through walls. If there was no hot water, he had a working list of exact reasons that could cause it, and how to fix each symptom. This young man, though... Damien. Damien's plumbing needed particular care. Not the plumbing in the walls, either, but his body. Damien made as much clear with the tilt of his head, and the wry smile on his face as he eyed Mr. Marko's huge body up and down. This huge bear of a man knew when someone was undressing him with their eyes. The utility coveralls of the plumbing profession were not the most glamorous or exciting, so if this young man—barely a man, judging by his boyish frame—was glazing his eyes over his daddy build like this, Marko knew that Damien was already excited by what was underneath. "Yeah?" Cain approached the bed. When Damien rose to meet him, his small body pressing into Cain's thick stomach, they both knew—there was no more ambiguity to conquer. Cain ripped himself out of his coveralls, revealing his furry, stocky body. Damien, likewise, slid out of his shorts to reveal tighty-whities and a half-hard bulge, one grown just from the sight of Cain at work. The young man, with practiced hunger, slid his body stomach-first onto the bed and seized Mr. Marko's manhood. The size difference between Marko's member, thick like a soda can, and Damien's small mouth was astounding. Cain wasn't even sure Damien's jaw could open wide enough to take it all in, but Damien, with wide, happy eyes, slurped it right up and proved that, when you're determined and horny enough, anything's possible. And if I taste that good in Damien's mouth, how good does he taste in mine? That was what the plumber thought as he repositioned the boy's hips. Cain brought his face, beard and all, between Damien's cheeks. The bear consumed the boy's hole, lapping hungrily at this entrance. Damien moaned, arched his back, and felt his knees spread, opening himself wider for Cain's tongue. When Cain pulled away, in a trance from the boy's scent, he saw that Damien's little pink hole was still waiting for him, puckered up and ready for any attention Cain was willing to give it. Cain gripped the boy's shoulders and held him steady as he positioned himself. He eased his girthy dick slowly inside, until he felt his hilt hit against Damien's ass. Then he stopped, just for a second, to savor the sensation of being completely buried in this adorable, tiny gay bottom. Just a moment later, though, he was moving again, fucking the boy’s tight hole with slow, measured thrusts of his big cock. Damien gasped and rocked in rhythm with the bear, his voice cracking with pleasure. Mr. Marko knew plumbing, and he knew how much attention pipes need. He fucked Damien in every position their twisting bodies naturally felt into; the boy fitting around his daddy cock like a sleeve. Damien's trembling hands clutched the sheets beneath him. Marko folded him up effortlessly and pounded the boy till his breath ran ragged. When Cain finally shot, his customer's ass squeezed the shaft, milking him dry. They collapsed on the sheets, trading a flurry of kisses. Cain's bearded stubble ground into Damien's smooth, smiling lips. At some point, between an undetermined amount of time and tongue twirling, Damien mentioned that there was a leak in the basement that needed looking at. Mr. Marko wasn't totally certain if that was accurate, but for Damien, he'd investigate anything, for any amount of time...
2. Basement Meet-Up 28mn
Mr. Marko’s newest client Damien called for the muscular daddy plumber to check the pipes for a leak in the basement. And as an expert concerned with careful inspection of his job sites, Mr. Marko covered every square foot. The basement was large, though, and so the inspection took some time and effort. Mr. Marko decided after about an hour or so that it was due time for a break. He grabbed his thermos and took a nice long drink of the cool, refreshing water. Just a moment later, young Damien appeared. He looked up at the tall, burly DILF and made no attempt to hide his attraction and desire. Why should he? They’d done this song and dance before—Damien knew Mr. Marko was well versed in dealing with pipes. The sweet twink inquired if he could join Mr. Marko during his break. The plumber smiled widely and happily acquiesced. Damien stood on his tip-toes, wrapped his arms around Mr. Marko’s broad shoulders and kissed him. It took everything the big daddy had not to tear the tiny twink’s clothes off right then and there. Mr. Marko almost couldn’t believe how quickly he had recovered from their last encounter less than two hours ago. Ever since they fucked in the boy’s bedroom, Mr. Marko’s mind was clouded by lust over Damien’s perfect bubble-butt. The hot plumber wanted nothing more than to massage that boy’s ass with his huge hands and bury his tongue as far into the smooth, tight fuck-tunnel as it would go. Damien’s long, slender fingers nimbly unbuttoned Mr. Marko’s coveralls and then roamed freely all over the giant handyman’s furry, barn-sized chest. This caress instantly caused Mr. Marko’s cock to ache with familiar lust. Damien sensed this; he dropped to his knees and kissed the precum-soaked underwear. For his part, Damien could not get enough of Mr. Marko’s mountainous body. The way that the beefy plumber towered over him riled the twink’s excitement. Damien’s cock stiffened immediately when Mr. Marko gave his ass a squeeze with those giant hands. Within seconds, their underwear were thrown off to the side. Damien was so turned on and horny at this point. He yearned to feel Mr. Marko deep inside of him. He wanted to ride that enormous cock bad; once was simply not enough! But before he could share that thought, Mr. Marko shared his own. He wanted to try something new… something different from their last encounter. The burly handyman laid down right on the basement floor and instructed the little twink to sit on his face. This, Damien did with no hesitation. He absolutely adored being ordered around, and how Mr. Marko was able to push his entire tongue into his hungry boy hole. Once Mr. Marko had his fill of Damien’s sweet, delicious love tunnel, the extra small hottie wasted no time sinking down on the giant cock. Mr. Marko was amazed by how his well-hung member was able to get all the way inside of Damien’s itty-bitty ass. The twink gasped and got wide-eyed once Marko bottomed out—but once he did, there was no going back. Damien and Mr. Marko spent the entire afternoon fucking in every position that they could think of. And as much as the hot plumber daddy would have liked to have kept fucking Damien well into the evening and all night, he knew that he was going to cum soon. Mr. Marko wrapped his enormous hands around Damien’s tiny waist and gave one last, powerful thrust. Damien was almost bowled over by how massive the cum shots were, and how many! Mr. Marko’s stamina drained completely after such a mind-blowing climax. He collapsed, exhausted, but lovingly, over Damien and held the sweet twink to his mammoth chest. Damien was in pure heaven. He absolutely loved how Mr. Marko enveloped him, and could think of little else. Damien knew he was going to have to come up with a clever excuse to get Mr. Marko to check his pipes far more often…!
3. The Gardener’s Secret 21mn
It doesn’t escape my attention that guys on the short side—with tiny frames and petite builds—tend to have the hots for me. This has been a phenomenon for as long back as I can remember. I’m 6’7” now, and I’ve been taller than my peers pretty much my entire life. Even as a child, I tended to tower over nearly all the other kids. Guys have a tendency to pay me a lot of attention. They look up to me, you could say. Can’t say that I mind! Honestly, I find shorter guys extremely attractive, and I’m not shy about that fact. In my professional gardening and landscaping business, I find myself surrounded by short, petite fellows. There’s one hot, young twink in particular named Damien whom I discovered has quite a crush on me. And yes, he’s a short dude- probably 5’4”ish. Now, how do I know that Damien has a crush on me? Truth be told, he makes it kinda obvious. You see, Damien’s got no problem openly staring at me. I’ve caught him damn near drooling when I happen to walk by. Even if he and I are in a room full of people, the young Latin beauty has got eyes for me and only me. And I think it’s absolutely fucking hot. I just love the way he looks up at me with those sweet, adoring, dark brown eyes and gorgeous smile. So one afternoon after we had finished up some landscaping chores, Damien and I looked at each other and realized that we were finally alone. With a nod, we snuck into the tool shed. The moment that the door was shut behind us, we were all over each other. Damien’s hands explored my long, tall frame. I desperately wanted his tongue inside my mouth. The tiny stud needed a little boost, lol. We both smiled as I lifted Damien’s small body up to my lips. The throbbing tool in my pants couldn’t get any harder. By the look of the sizable lump in his jeans, Damien’s probably couldn’t, either! I could feel the precum oozing, soaking the inside of my underwear while Damien and I made out. Wasn’t long before the miniature Latin doll was (mercifully) unzipping my work pants and pulling my cock out. His eyes got real wide as he realized that he could barely get his little hand around my meat. I removed the twink’s shirt and marveled at how perfectly smooth and fit the boy’s body was. In contrast to Damien’s small frame, my huge hand could nearly wrap all the way around his waist. My erection was almost exactly the same length as the tiny twink’s torso—our frames couldn’t have been more disproportionate. I couldn’t help but emit a long, loud hiss of intense arousal as I slid the underside of my aching cock up-and-down Damien’s rock hard abs. His little washboard belly glistened with the sticky sheen of my ever-oozing precum. And with Damien’s constant sighs and labored breaths, I could tell that this grind was turning the boy on to the max. Damien desperately needed my cock inside of him as much as I needed to do it. His eyes had a pleading ‘fuck me now’ look. However, I have to admit that I was a bit unsure if my penis would actually fit inside his boy canal. As hot as I find small guys, I worried that our size difference was just too vast for this to work… …but, I mean, we had to try! It took some extra finesse and care, but thanks to my extensive experience with smaller-sized dudes, somehow I was finally able to squeeze my shaft not just deep inside, but miraculously all the way up to the hilt. You should have seen the look of both pure, astonished bliss and sweet agony that wracked Damien’s expression. His little body shivered and writhed, unsure of what to do with the pounds of pleasure filling him up It was a rather chilly day outside, but it felt like a fucking sauna inside the toolshed. Our shared body heat and passionate fuck had the both of us covered in sweat. While I expertly maneuvered all the way in and then all the way out of Damien’s itty-bitty bubble butt, I fantasized about licking the sweet, delicious boy clean of the sweat I’d made him work up. And it was that vision, that fantasy that pushed me over the edge. I shot so much cum into the doll-sized twink that when I finally pulled out, a huge wad of thick, juicy semen exploded out of Damien’s well-fucked anus. We held each other afterwards, our sweat-soaked bodies pressed tightly against one another. We were exhausted but smiling as we kissed, and definitely more than satisfied with our break from work.
4. Taking a Break 25mn
Mr. Knight smiled when he heard the whistle. The sound indicated that it was breaktime at the job site, which triggered a certain pleasurable automatic response. He couldn’t help but smile because he knew that adorable, cutie-pie employee of his, Damien, would already be in the lounge area waiting for him. Sure enough, he was. The sweet-faced Latin cherub grinned from ear-to-ear the moment that Mr. Knight, decked in a sexy cowboy hat and tight pants, walked through the door. Mr. Knight was so tall that he always had to duck a little when entering a room. Damien adored that fact; he had the hots for all sexy DILFs over 6 '5", and Mr. Knight was definitely taller in his estimation. Mr. Knight chuckled to himself; he could follow Damien’s eyes as they climbed up his body. He got a carnal thrill every time he laid eyes on the miniature Latin boy toy. Damien was the very definition of ‘fun-size’; the lad barely came up to his boss’s chest when they stood next to each other. Mr. Knight saw the lump in Damien’s shorts and knew that Damien’s interests hadn’t changed, and likely never will. Mr. Knight made a beeline to where Damien was curled up on the couch and sat down next to him. Damien rose to his feet as his giant boss gently felt him up. Mr. Knight drew circles with his fingers around the young twink’s smooth, tight body. Damien and Mr. Knight marveled at how the enormous DILF’s hand nearly covered the entire chest and abs of the Latin doll. The giant boss twirled the boy around one way and then the other, exploring the sighing, smiling, Latin beauty’s gorgeous, tantalizing little body. Suddenly, Mr. Knight yanked young Damien’s shorts down and groped the perfect orbs of the delighted doll’s soft rear. Then, Mr. Knight tore his own remaining clothes off. He did not even consider going slow or holding back. Mr. Knight needed Damien’s puckering little ass and he needed it now. Damien was there for it and gasped with sheer anticipation. He absolutely understood that he was going to get it and get it good. The sex gods surely must have heard Damien’s devout shouts. He never even could have dreamed the miracle that Mr. Knight’s absurdly large cock could somehow get all the way up inside of his funsize body. Damien gazed at Mr. Knight’s torso; long and wide as a football field. Mr. Knight thrust his cock in with wide-eyed bewilderment, amazed that he was able by some unknown magic of nature, to get his penis to go as deep into Damien’s penny-sized hole as he was going. Surely the little dude’s ass couldn’t have taken any more. Yet, the seemingly impossible happened. Mr. Knight felt a unique type of tightness as his cock pushed even deeper inside the boy. Damien white-knuckled the couch cushions as Mr. Knight rammed his cock as hard and as deep as he previously assumed was impossible. For both giant top and teeny bottom, the sensations were simply incredible. Mr. Knight’s perfectly magnificent dick was striking a place so far deep inside that was previously unknown and, until now, unexplored.
5. Workday Distraction 41mn
Dr. Wolf was reading over patient charts on his laptop when his phone buzzed. He snatched up the device and saw that he had received a text from his patient—and secret lover—Damien. The message said that the little dude was dropping by, and wondered if the good doctor minded. Dr. Wolf quickly replied to Damien’s text. In one regard, he surely did not mind. However, the busy MD had a full schedule and was otherwise swamped. Mere moments later, the pocket-sized Latin twink bound into the office. He blushed, smirked, and then exhaled sharply as though the boy had been holding his breath. But of course, the delighted doctor was always happy to see Damien. Their chemistry upon their first meeting had been instantly red-hot. With uncontrollable desires, both had gotten naked and lustfully fucked in Dr. Wolf’s home office within the first five minutes. Since then, Damien was making it more of a habit to come see his gentle giant lover at the drop of a hat. Damien believed in his heart of hearts that he had an addiction, and only Dr. Wolf could possibly help him. If the lusty Latin lover were being perfectly frank, Dr. Wolf’s eye-popping pecker was practically all the boy could think about. He constantly found himself dreaming up excuses to come see the giant gentleman with the gorgeous body and sweet demeanor. Damien perched himself up against the MD’s massive shoulders. At the young twink’s careful, casual touch, the diligent doctor emitted a low murmur. He tried to keep a straight face as he worked on his patient charts, but the boy’s purring into his ear was irresistible. Any red-blooded male would be unable to defend against honey-bodied, horny young scamps such as Damien. Damien could barely manage to wrap both of his tiny doll-sized hands around the moaning MD’s mammoth daddy-meat. Dr. Wolf’s cock rested up against Damien’s miniature chest, and it was nearly the length of the passionate twink’s chest and abs. The experienced MD was still astonished at how impossible it seemed that the boy could make his dick disappear all the way up inside of his petite bottom. Like it was a magic trick; a seemingly incredible phenomena coming to life like a miracle. Dr. Wolf continued to croon over Damien’s eager licking and sucking. The loud, lust-driven moans of the MD made Damien’s boy-rod rock hard. He helped the doctor peel off the rest of their clothes. Damien had dropped to his knees—he seemed to be almost impatiently awaiting the doctor’s go-head before completely swallowing his cock. Dr. Wolf winked and the hungry twink ambitiously tried to deepthroat the enormous girth. After a blissful while of labored slurping over the doctor’s member, Dr. Wolf sat back down on his office chair and then touched Damien’s wistful, waiting face. The two lovers kissed one another hard on the mouth, the Latin boy’s tongue twisting delightfully around the older giant’s own tongue. Dr. Wolf instructed his patient to rise to his feet. He remained seated and yet he still had to look down. Even though the boy was standing now, he was still shorter than his doctor. The observant MD noticed that his twink’s bobbing boy-meat was leaking like a faucet. Dr. Wolf licked his lips and gently probed Damien for clarification on if he was a regular leaker or not. The cheeky twink giggled, and replied that he really only leaks sometimes. The good doctor thought real hard for a moment, then made the executive decision that the boy ought to leak constantly. Or at the very least, when Damien was in his presence. The pretty twink would need therapy, however, and many hours of hands-on care. This the dedicated doctor would do personally. Dr. Wolf swiped a thick dollop of Damien’s precum. He began the boy’s new, cum inducing therapy by massaging Damien’s own slick wetness into his sensitive cockhead. The good doctor still couldn’t get over how disproportionate Damien’s penis size was in comparison to the rest of his tiny frame. The boy was, in all honesty, almost as long as the doctor’s own massive cannon. Damien was, at this point, glistening with perspiration and gently shaking. He knew full well what was next when Dr. Wolf’s next instruction was for the boy to hop up into his lap. The DILF doctor embraced Damien and then helped place the boy into position. The boy yipped as he felt the billiard-sized cockhead touch his dime-sized pucker. This next phase of the precum-flowing therapy would be critical for the boy to master. The experienced MD brilliantly, patiently soothed and guided Damien slowly, tenderly sinking him down onto the doctor’s cock. Finally, the young twink felt completely and totally full. His entire tiny being was at blissful capacity. As the doctor whispered helpful, horny hints into the ears of his patient lover, Damien gave himself over to the wave of earthshaking pleasure. And you can bet that the boy’s weiner was most definitely leaking after this! Both lovers were equally thrilled with this new therapy. However, the wise doctor cautioned that the most intense part of the therapy was about to begin. Dr. Wolf scooped Damien up in his arms and then placed him on the chair, with his tiny bottom facing outward. The shivering shorty gripped the headrest, and looked back at the fiery-eyed doctor with an almost pleading look. The good doctor obscenely slid his own precum-leaking meat up against the boy’s sweaty back and buttcheeks. At the same time, Dr. Wolf cupped Damien’s cock and balls with one giant hand. The boy shrieked with astonished wonder as the handsy hunk squeezed. Small shrieks amped up to high pitched wails of intense pleasure. The doctor knew the timing during this part of the therapy was critical to Damien’s overall success and subsequent longevity. Dr. Wolf hoisted his huge cock and loudly moaned in unison with the hapless, now-delirious Latin boy. The brilliant-minded MD simultaneously squeezed, stroked, and sensuously massaged the entirety of Damien’s private parts, all the while wildly long-dicking the tight boy chute. Soon, both doctor and patient were gulping air. Dr. Wolf then began to implement short, furious thrusts of his massive cock—slamming and crashing up against the sweet spot deep inside Damien. The sweat continued to stream down the young lad’s profoundly happy face. Both he and the MD were perilously close to the finish now. This is where the timing became so critical in this procedure! However, Dr. Wolf was momentarily obliged to hold Damien down as the boy was clearly ready to spin off his top. He held Damien tightly against himself as he slammed home one final time. Damien shouted with joy and near disbelief. His consistently bobbing boy-meat was still dribbling cum as the doctor’s daddydick launched blast after blast of therapeutic prescription deep within the boy. The breathless twink clung with both hands to the glistening giant’s mighty frame. Dr. Wolf glanced over at the clock. Only minutes to go until his first patient would arrive for the day… well, technically, now his second! And if the truthful MD were being honest, he sorely wished the next appointment was Damien, too. And the next, and the next…
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