Staying Late | MILO MILES Vol. 1
staying late
milo miles vol. 1
The hour was growing late—it was almost midnight. Tireless twink Milo Miles and his bustling boss Dillon Stone were the only ones remaining at the office. Major project deadlines were rapidly approaching. Mr. Stone wished that he could split himself into two people because there was still so much to do.
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The hour was growing late—it was almost midnight. Tireless twink Milo Miles and his bustling boss Dillon Stone were the only ones remaining at the office. Major project deadlines were rapidly approaching. Mr. Stone wished that he could split himself into two people because there was still so much to do.
The businessman finally ripped himself away from his laptop, sighed, and rubbed his tired eyes. He looked across the work table that he and Milo shared—the boy was still intensely engaged. Mr. Stone chuckled. Oh, to be young and full of energy like that again!
Milo’s furious typing finally tapered off. He looked up at Mr. Stone, who was silently admiring the hardworking lad. Milo blushed—he truly worshiped Mr. Stone. The boy wanted nothing more than to emulate his professionalism and work habits.
Mr. Stone thanked Milo again for staying late with him to help catch up on the workload. Milo humbly shrugged; he loved any opportunity to be close to Mr. Stone, and if that meant working 14-hour shifts, then so be it. It was truly his honor to be depended upon such as he was.
Mr. Stone yawned and sat back in his chair. Milo suggested that they take a break. Not that Mr. Stone needed permission, but he was extra glad that his compassionate colleague spoke up. Sometimes, the boss couldn’t figure out how to force himself to slow down and take a moment.
Milo cleared his throat and shot his sexy superior a knowing look. Mr. Stone cocked an eyebrow and waited for the boy to speak up. Milo casually suggested that the two of them have some "fun," maybe even blow off a little steam.
Mr. Stone immediately snapped his laptop shut and emitted a long, low murmur. Milo rose to his feet and slowly sauntered around the worktable, never taking his radiant, randy eyes off the man he called his superior.
In only a second, Milo was on top of the seated DILF and kissed him hard on the lips. Mr. Stone moaned as Milo felt him up. Soon, their shirts were unbuttoned and these aroused coworkers passionately locked lips.
As the lust-driven duo groped and made out, Mr. Stone couldn’t help but notice that Milo was rock-hard. He wondered if the boy’s long, disproportionate member might tear through the soft fabric of his work slacks. He helped Milo remove his pants and jockeys to pull that pulsating boy-rod out of captivity.
And for his part, Mr. Stone was just as hard—almost painfully so. The bulging boss dropped to his knees and grasped Milo’s bobbing boner. Mr. Stone licked all of the dribbling precum clean off of Milo’s cock and then swallowed the shaft down to the pubes in one go.
Then Milo showed off some of his own unique and talented oral propensity by dropping to his knees and delivering the sloppiest, deepest blowjob that the goal-oriented go-getter could give.
Mr. Stone howled his approval as mere pleasure morphed into near-animal lust. The DILF had finally found his second-wind. He grabbed Milo by the head and eagerly face-fucked the fine Latin boy.
All too soon, it seemed, Milo came up for air and asked his sexy superior if he would care to have his tight, DILF-hole licked. Didn’t have to ask stepdaddy twice! As far as Mr. Stone was concerned, he secretly wished Milo had a clone so he could have the boy simultaneously lick his cock and his hole!
Either way, Mr. Stone couldn’t wait a moment longer to have Milo make out with his ass. The dude really got into it, and each time that the boy rimmed the old vet it felt like the first time.
Truth be told, Milo knew full well by now that the ecstatic elder would need to cum soon. Once the twink’s tongue was buried inside that savory bottom, Mr. Stone wasn’t one to last all that long.
The moment that Mr. Stone’s tight anus clenched around Milo’s wet, groping tongue, they both knew that it wouldn’t be much longer. Milo begrudgingly pulled his hungry mouth off of Mr. Stone’s meaty backside. Next, he stood up, slicked up his bobbing boner, and aimed it towards the panting stepdaddy’s hole.
Milo fucked Mr. Stone so good and so hard, and right in the tender sweet spot, deep inside. Mr. Stone needed to cum and he needed to cum badly. He begged his coworker to flip him over so Milo could fuck his boss on his back. Mr. Stone had, indeed, reached his limit. The twink really put his back into it and rammed over and over again.
Mr. Stone’s orgasm blasted out of his cock like a rocket shot. Hot stepdaddy semen spewed everywhere. The sight of that hot action caused Milo to convulse, quickly pull out and shoot his own massive, juicy load all over Mr. Stone’s shaft and testes.
Sweat and cum glistened all over Mr. Stone’s furry chest and abs. His mind raced with the passionate intensity of both his own climax as well as that of the skilled upstart’s. The two kissed and held each other close.
Milo and Mr. Stone locked eyes. Did they really have to go back to work…?
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