Anthology III - You're the Boss (excerpt)

ANTHOLOGY

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Anthology (III) – You’re the Boss

Timmy can control minds which is about to come in handy because his dad runs a billion-dollar company and has a fierce, longstanding rivalry with another businessman. Timmy’s favourite thing is controlling men and using his powers irresponsibly for sexual gratification. As his father’s rival plots to infiltrate the business, have they counted on Timmy’s talents?

 

Excerpt:

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“Good. Yes,” Timmy said, cupping Bill’s chin with his hand; “I thought you said you were straight, Bill?”

Bill almost replied, most assuredly, that he was straight. Is straight. However, he couldn’t say it. He literally couldn’t say it. Bill’s head was buzzing with confusion, fogged from ear to ear, his vision clouded and the only clear thing in it was Timmy.

“I don’t know…” Bill replied.

“But you want my boy-cock, don’t you?” Timmy said.

Bill’s eyes glued to the horizontal penile tumescence in front of his face. The head was gleaming and begging for hot lips to wrap around it.

“I want your boy-cock in my mouth, Timmy,” Bill said.

“Suck it, Bill.”

Seven inches of rigid boyhood stood in front of Bill. Bill opened his mouth, put out his tongue and moistened the cock, then he slowly brought it inside his mouth. Bill’s mind was going wild – excitement and confusion dominated and common sense was long since locked away. Common sense would have said the kid didn’t look eighteen but Bill hadn’t looked eighteen years old until he was twenty-one. Yet, even if Timmy was eighteen, surely he was still too young for a man in his thirties? Common sense would have reminded Bill that he was straight and he’d never had a homosexual urge in his life.

But the cock tasted good. It was big and fat, it was salty with sweat and sweet from whatever was oozing from the slit. Bill’s eyes were focussed on the muscled abdomen and the cute bellybutton – a little oval shape surrounded by smooth skin.

Bill could see the patch of wiry pubes above Timmy’s cock and he could smell the young man too. Timmy helped by thrusting his groin into Bill’s face and the man could feel teenage balls swinging into his chin. Timmy cupped a hand to the side of Bill’s face, his white hand against the dark brown skin of Bill’s face created a contrast that was magnificent to behold.

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