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Cain Marko and Damien
December 08, 2022 | Full Length Video : 21min 14sec
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"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 ...[Read more]

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...

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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…!