Leo unloaded

 

Featured in this story: Erik, Leo, Simon and me (click for pictures)

This is a direct continuation of Sunday's story Simon reloaded.

“Kicking him is boring. I could ram a skateboard into his nuts”, Simon suggested. “That’d be fun.”

The bespectacled blond was sitting on the couch, an ice pack on his crotch, as he recovered from a vicious beating in front of our camera. The 23 year old nerd had had the cum kicked out of him in a rather spectacular fashion by rascal skater boy Leo. He had managed to get up and put on a pair of underwear that made sure his swollen, battered balls didn’t get frost-bite. Apart from that he was wearing a white button-down shirt under a blue knitted sweater-vest.

“Or”, Leo chimed in, arriving just in time from his trip to the bathroom to overhear Simon’s idea, “we do something else.”

I eyed Leo with suspicion. The lanky skater was slightly out of breath. His face was rosy and a bit sweaty, and his curly black hair was a little more messy than usual. The zipper of his oversized jeans was halfway down.

Then I noticed the conspicuous wet stain on the black XXL t-shirt that was several sizes too large for his lanky frame.

I cleared my throat. “Leo…”

Simon reloaded

Featured in this story:Erik, Leo, Simon and me (click for pictures)

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

“They are so fucking full“, Simon bit his lower lip and looked down between his legs. The 23 year old adjusted his glasses and ran his hand through his short dark blond hair. “I think they are going to burst.” He looked up at me, a look of worry on his face.

“Yeah, well, don’t worry, we’ll be done in a sec”, Leo chuckled. “I’m going to kick them so hard they’ll splatter all over the place.” He didn’t look like he was worried in the least. “This is going to make quite a mess.”

The contrast between Simon and Leo couldn’t be starker. Leo was 18 years old, with curly black hair, a tall skater wearing oversized jeans and a back tee that was several sizes too big for his lanky frame. He tied the laces on his well-worn sneakers.

Simon on the other hand was the prototypical nerd, wearing a white button-down shirt under a knitted sweater vest, horn-rimmed glasses. He looked like the type that every teacher loved – except for the minor fact that he wasn’t wearing pants. He was naked below the waist, standing in the middle of the studio, his legs spread wide, his genitalia exposed.

Zach is back

 

Featured in this story: Erik, Zach and me (click for pictures)

 

Warning: Can contain traces of cum. 

 

I sat down and let out a sigh. It felt like ages since I had sat down to do the taxes. My desk was cluttered with payslips, bills, invoices, bank statements, and tax forms. There was no way around it. It had to be done.

 

I sighed again. “Why didn’t I just close it all down”, I said to nobody in particular.

 

“Because you love your job”, a cheerful voice chimed in. My assistant Erik grinned and placed another stack of paper on my desk. “You have to break an egg to make an omelette.”

 

“Oh, shut up”, I mumbled.

 

Erik chuckled and vanished, probably to get more documents. Where did he get all that paperwork? It felt like I had been away for years…

 

I tried to focus on the task at hand when I was interrupted again, this time by another voice.

 

“Speaking of breaking eggs…”