Big Poppa

14.



Even though Poppa had said they were done with the bodywork, it took a few more hours before it could be brought into the paint room. It wasn’t because they had so much to do, but they kept distracting each other with teasing pinches and pats. Each of them had to hide behind the car and cool off more than once, that morning.



Eventually, the car was rolled into the paint room and there was nothing left to do. Poppa slapped his hands together, wringing them contently. “Right. That was it. Now I’ll show you the storage. Are you ready?”



“More coffee, first?”



“No. We’ve had enough coffee now.” Poppa grabbed Delwyn at a shoulder, and pushed him towards the back of the garage. “I know you want to stall, but there’s no escape, young man… You’ll learn every in and out of the stockroom. Get your ass in there.”



With pleasure. Delwyn wondered if they’d fooled anybody, and quickly went in ahead of Poppa. Once inside, he turned around, slowly stepping backwards. “Got the lube with you?” he asked huskily.



“There’s no behaving with you, is there?”



“No. Come and get me, big guy…” Delwyn put a hand under his sweater, sliding up to pinch his nipples. He could hear Poppa groan appreciatively, and moved his other hand towards his crotch. “All yours, if you want it…”



Poppa clearly wanted it. He grunted as he bolted forward, throwing Delwyn with his back against a steel cabinet. He chuckled as Delwyn uttered a surprised cry, and kissed him. “Quiet, little fool… They may not follow me because they never want to run into me, but they may hear you…”



“Make it quick…”



“No. Why? I want to take you slow…” Poppa took the hem of Delwyn’s sweater, and rolled it up. “And I want you naked as well…”



Naked? They would be in the stockroom, ready to get caught, and Poppa wanted him naked? The blonde didn’t protest when his top was pulled off, but he didn’t make an attempt on undressing further. “Do you think that’s wise?”



“No… But it’s hot.” Poppa grinned broadly, slapping Delwyn's hands aside, and began to open his trousers. “Shoes,” he ordered. “And socks. Everything off, pretty. Right now.”



Delwyn glanced at the door. It was so close by, and he would be visible to anyone. He swallowed, but bent down anyway, to pull off his shoes and socks. Breathing heavier, he also lowered his pants. The air was cool on his naked body. “Happy?” he whispered, looking up at Poppa from under his eyelashes as he dropped his pants on the floor.



“Oh yes,” grinned Poppa. He licked his lips. “Beautiful… Mm… Tasty.” Still fully dressed, the bear leaned down to lick a nipple. It grew hard under his tongue, and he nipped him, growling appreciatively.



Delwyn leaned back against the cabinet, clamping his hands around a shelf. A few heavy boxes were pushed aside, making him gasp. If one of those fell down, they would certainly get caught… “Poppa,” he groaned. “We can’t just make love for hours…”



“Oh yes, we can… And I will,” rumbled the bear. He stood upright, and pulled his top off. Next were his wide trousers, but he left his grubby boots on. His eager erection peeked through the hole in his shorts. “Isn’t it exciting?” he grinned, as he also removed his shorts.



“I’m scared, if that’s what you mean,” Delwyn chuckled softly. “What will happen when someone comes in?”



“Then we’ll be caught red-handed, won’t we.” Poppa kneeled down on his pants, and grabbed Delwyn’s hips. “I wonder who will feel more embarrassed,” he said. His breath brushed over the growing cock. “You, me, or the one who runs into us.” With a moan, he sucked Delwyn’s erection in his mouth, bringing it swiftly to full growth.



Delwyn had to bite his lip to stay quiet. His hands shot forward to grab Poppa’s head, but he didn’t push him away. A soft groan escaped him, indicating he was heating up quickly now, and he gave in. The idea of being hidden by only an unlocked door was exciting… “Kinky bastard,” he whispered. “Mm…”



The large mechanic seemed to be perfectly at ease. He sucked Delwyn slowly, taking his time to enjoy it, grunting and moaning in pleasure. Finally, when Delwyn was trembling on his legs and leaning heavily on his shoulders, he pulled his mouth away. “Turn around… Bend down.”



By now, Delwyn was too hot to be nervous. He obeyed quickly, spreading his legs, leaning down on a shelf with his head on his arms. Poppa was indeed going to do what he’d expected. He held his breath and tried to stay quiet, as the hot tongue licked his ass and tickled his sphincter. Gods, this was no quickie… He would be so dead, if anyone caught them, finding Poppa so completely devoted behind him, burying his face between his cheeks. “Oh!”



Poppa growled, pushing his tongue deep into the boy’s rectum. His large hands were firmly holding the round cheeks, spreading them, allowing him to enter and move deeply. Only when Delwyn was clearly having trouble to stand and to be quiet, he drew back completely. “Lay down, hottie,” he rumbled softly.



Delwyn wanted to protest. Lying down? Standing upright would be more sensible… But sense wasn’t something that bothered the big bear, so he quickly obeyed, lying on his clothes and spreading his legs. Poppa was already pulling a rubber on, and lubed himself. There were a few more foils waiting on the floor.



“Now be quiet, okay?” Poppa kneeled down, lifting Delwyn’s legs on his shoulders. “No yelling. I know you like it.”



Yelling would be the last thing he would do, no matter how good it would be. Delwyn didn’t want to alarm anybody. His nails sunk into Poppa’s arms when the man pushed relentlessly through his relaxed muscle, but he made no sound. Even though he opened his mouth, squeezing his eyes firmly shut as Poppa began to thrust between his legs, he remained as quiet as possible. Only his breathing, going heavily and uneven, proved he was enjoying himself tremendously.



“Good,” whispered Poppa, leaning on his hands. “Mmm… So good…” His hips slammed down, pumping his rod in and out in a steady, hard pace. Sweat drops were appearing on his forehead, rolling down his temples and onto Delwyn’s body. “Ungh… Oh yeah…”



Delwyn kissed him to keep him quiet, but Poppa grunted against his mouth, only heating up more. He moved deeper now, rubbing his fat belly over Delwyn’s cock. The blonde spread his eyes wide and focused hard, or he would’ve cried out. His balls were already pulling back. “Mmh!” Oh yes!



Poppa wrapped his arms around the smaller body, pressing him on the hard floor with almost all his weight. He fucked him without pulling back now, only rocking his sweaty body back and forth, tightening his grip as Delwyn began to gasp for air. “Yeah,” he breathed in the boy’s ear. “Do it…”



“Shit!” Delwyn scratched his nails over the bear’s back, pulling him tighter. His legs clamped around the hips, and he moved with him, not caring about the hard floor and his sore back. “Yes,” he moaned. To keep quiet, he sunk his teeth into the side of Poppa’s neck. The steady rubbing dragged him mercilessly to his climax. With a silent scream, cramping up completely, he shot his load between their bodies, making them wet.



“Yamm…” Poppa grinned down on Delwyn, still moving his hips. He fucked harder now, pushing through the contractions around him, working towards his orgasm with a deep blush on his sweaty face. He grunted when he came, and closed his eyes. “Perfect…” he whispered. “Ah…”



No matter how much Delwyn enjoyed this, he hoped Poppa would be satisfied after the first time. Until now, the bear had no problems in coming twice, or even more. It would only increase the chance on getting caught, though…



Poppa drew back slowly, and pulled off the condom. He was still hard. “Turn on your knees,” he whispered, licking his lips. “I want another go…”



Damn, he knew it… Delwyn obeyed, but glanced at the door again, feeling a bit more nervous now he wasn’t as hot anymore. He kept quiet as Poppa lunged back in his ass, and only obeyed because he wanted to please the man. Honestly, it was marvelous to be taken so roughly and continuously, but he was glad when the man came a second time, and seemed satisfied after that.



Sitting on his knees, Poppa pulled off the second condom, and sighed contently. “Delicious.”



Slightly trembling, Delwyn sank down on his clothes. The concrete was cold and hard, but he only noticed it when he was calmed down again. “Animal…” He shivered a bit, out of satisfaction and of cold, and was pleased to be pulled between Poppa’s arms. “Happy for today?”



“Yes. Are you?” Poppa smiled down on him, caressing his face with the back of his fingers. He closed his eyes when Delwyn kissed him. “I take that as a yes, then.”



“You better. Now let me get dressed… Please?”



Reluctantly, Poppa let him go, and scrambled up to get dressed as well. “I should show you some of the tools…”



“Yes… Or it would be too obvious we weren’t here for work.” Delwyn looked around for paper towels, didn’t find any, and eventually pushed the used condoms deep under some filth in the dustbin near the door. “I need to freshen up too…” He tried to comb his hair with his hands. Poppa would look much more decent than him.



“Here. Have some dust. It would look less suspicious than your sweat.”



“Your boots made stripes on the concrete,” noticed Delwyn, looking for traces. He found the unused condom foil under the cabinet, and picked it up. He just gave the black bottle with lube back to Poppa, when the door opened.



“Sorry! Need a new drill bit!” Avoiding looking at them, the mechanic walked deeper into the stockroom, and opened a box. “Carry on!” he said, quickly leaving again. The door was closed softly and studiously.



“Okay… Do you think he suspected anything?” asked Delwyn nervously.



Looking at the lube in his hand, Poppa pulled up an eyebrow. “’Anal lube’…” he read aloud. It was printed in golden letters. “Nah,” he shrugged. “He probably thought it’s some kind of mechanical oil.”



“Yeah,” nodded Delwyn, totally unconvinced. “Probably.” No one would mention anything anyway. They were far too scared of Big Poppa and his bad temper. “Shall we have a drink?”



“Coffee would be lovely.” With a firm pat on Delwyn’s ass, Poppa walked to the door. “Even with that sweetener instead of sugar.”



“You noticed?” Oh dear.



“Of course I did,” smiled Poppa. “You are looking after me, aren’t you, momma?”



“I do my best,” smiled Delwyn back. And he would do even more.



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