Domestic service

I'm at work, my phone vibrates in the pocket of my overalls, I can hear it vibrating at once, I go to the bathroom and take out my phone. I have several WhatsApp messages, my masters are sending messages to see if I can go this afternoon, I have to tell both of them yes, I'm exhausted from getting up at 4:50 in the morning, but duty is duty.

Mondays, I don't know why, are the most successful days, when the guys look for sex the most, I don't really know why it is like this, but I've confirmed it. People always respond to ads on Mondays.

I go home, eat practically nothing, go to take a shower, I clean myself perfectly outside and inside.

Due to schedule and location, I prefer the young guy's place first, I can go from 5 to 7, and from 7 to 8 to Lakua, I can't do more today, but both have told me it has to be today, not tomorrow. And the second one told me that basically he wants to have sex, so I don't need to do anything at his place.

I go to the guy's apartment, he is also arriving at the entrance, you got here early he tells me with a smile. He comes in tracksuit with a sports backpack, he says, I just got back from training, luckily the field is right next to my house, he says while he opens the front door and enters.

I tell him to take it easy, as I just arrived. I follow him, I see him climbing the stairs, his muscular legs, that guy's ass, his firm and straight back, a stallion.

As soon as he enters, he tells me, not to be late and keep you waiting, I didn't shower, do you mind? I get on my knees, I feel the need to take the initiative, but it's just too much for my self-control.

Please, let me suck your dick, please I say pleadingly. I need his aroma, his flavor, his hands holding my head, I'm addicted.

He says, sure man, take it easy. And he moves closer as he pulls down his pants and underwear.

Feeling his smell calms me, relaxes me, his male hormones put me in my place, I savor him, I lick him, kiss his balls, I bury my face as far inside as I can so my tongue reaches his ass, can sweat be the most intoxicating perfume? Of course... He lets me do it, I think it's the first time he realizes the favor he's doing me, how generous he is with me by allowing me to be at his feet, he asks me, do you want me to fuck you?

And I say, I don't want to, I need to.

I was so intoxicated by his sweat that I wanted to merge with him, to be his, to stop being me and to be him, I can't explain it, I would like to be at his disposal all day, for him to be my master, my owner... everything. To be happy making him happy.

I got on all fours because I am his. I said, please, do it hard for me, enjoy, even if it hurts me, please have fun with me.

He pushed his dick into me quickly at the entrance, for those who have had this done to them, you know the immense pain it causes, it’s quite unbearable, but feeling him inside compensated for everything. He fucked me hard, grabbing me by the neck, I just kept repeating, thank you, thank you, thank you... He came a lot, the situation excited him, it was evident. He rested on my back. He whispered in my ear, sports and then fucking... a winning combination.

I said, my lord, I'll prepare the bath for you, relax, so I picked up his clothes, his backpack, went to the bathroom to fill the water, I started the washing machine, and then bathed him, and placed a towel on the bed and gave him a massage with oil, tracing every inch of his skin with my fingers. I adored him. I said, sir, I have the other service, do I have permission to go? Drowsily, he said, yes, yes, hang the clothes and go. I did just that, quickly, I thanked him and left quickly to reach Lakua where my other master was already waiting for me. As I went down the stairs, I felt a liquid spill between my legs, which was nothing other than my master's sperm.