The Landsider And His Liar
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Adult +
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II Fish Girl; 1: Paying the Rent
“So, Mr. Elden, why are you here? I know you don’t have your rent money.”
Adelio set down his beer. Time for truth. “You’re right, Mr. Verango. I don’t.”
Radley Verango waited patiently. He was in his early forties, a wealthy man, who only kept this house as a summer home. He didn’t approve of the Eldens’ charitability when it came to surfers, bums, runaways and dropouts. He wasn’t particularly attractive, not in the whipcord lean, sun-bronzed way Adelio was. He was slim, pale, and slightly balding. But money was money. And he *was* attracted to Adelio, having all but propositioned him many times. If looks could act, Adelio was already this man’s whore.
“I don’t have money to pay the rent with. But I do have other things.”
“I see. But once with you would pay well more than a month’s rent. I’d say...about fifty dollars more than your rent.”
Adelio’s brows furrowed. “You’ll forgive the debt...*and* pay me?”
“If you don’t back out of the deal. Have you ever been with a man before?” s. Ws. What does the deal entail?”
“Oral to the point of climax, then anal.”
How clinical, Adelio thought, amused. “I’ll do it.” He agreed.
He sipped from his beer, and then set it back on the coffee table. “Who gets the oral?” He asked.
Verango smiled. “You. You’ll get it all. Come here.” With an involuntary shiver, Adelio rose and came here.
He stood in front of Verango, who pulled his hips closer and scooted forward on the couch. Verango leaned up and mouthed Adelio’s chest, laving his nipples with at tat tongue until Adelio gasped in pleasure, feeling his cock fill below. Verango ground his own hard on against Adelio’s denim-clad thigh. Verango went for his zipper, and pulling the semi-hard shaft free, began sucking. Adelio grabbed his own ass, clutching at Verango’s hands there to avoid grabbing the other man’s head.
It was very bad manners to rut on someone’s face, or worse, to slam your cock home down their throat. His guts tingled, and legs felt weak. Verango caught the early warning signs of ejaculation and removed himself from Adelio’s crotch. Adelio whimpered he ohe older man jerked off his pants. He stepped out of them and his flops simultaneously. Verango ghosted his shirt off his shoulders and it fell to the floor, foten.ten.
Now naked in front of his landlord, Adelio watched him strip hurriedly. Verango had an okay body for his age. Hairy pale chest, little bit of a paunch. He stroked Adelio’s hard bronze abs with a look of wonder. Will if forget how I looked when I was young when I’m old too? Adelio wondered.
Verango turned him around, and began searching for something to use. Adelio picked up his jeans and dug a condom and the lube out of the pocket. He handed them to Verango, half turning, keeping in the position he was placed, ass at eye-level with Verango.
Verango put on the condom, then his cold slick fingers slid home between Adelio’s buttocks. Adelio took a deep breath and relaxed as they slid inside. He had stretched himself a little earlier, but it had still been a long time. He always loosened easy, and in moments Verango was pulling him down to sit on his lap.
Adelio honed in on the hard cock pressed against the small of his and and was glaat hat he had his back to the other man. He just didn’t want to face him. Money, he reminded himself, ignoring the fact that despite his raging erection, he didn’t want to. Verango lifted his hips, and lowered thown.own. Adelio clenched his jaw and focused.
When he was seated, Verango laughed in his ear, a wicked sound. Adelio fought off the shudder. He had always disliked this man immensely. Yet, he had to do what had to be done. Verango set the pace, and after a few min he he was slamming hard, and reached around and grabbed Adelio’s cock in a tight grip and started jacking.
He burst right before Verango, and the man let him go and wiped his hand off on the couch while thrusting out his own climax. Adelio let him, and sat for a while, his breathing resuming normal pace. It had grown dark, and faint light peeped in the curtains, shining on their skin. Adelio rose up on his knees and pulled free with a sucking sound.
Verango said nothing to him. A minute thud a moment later signaled that had thrown away the used rubber. Adelio pulled on his pants and shoes, grabbed his shirt. He was a dirty whore. In the dark, something brushed his arm. He looked up to see Verango holding out two twenties and a ten. Adelio didn’t meet his eyes. Took it. Didn’t thank him. Just nodded, and went to the door. Naked, Verango sat back on his couch and reached for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter amid his cast off clothes.
The lighter flared, and illuminated his aged features in the darkened room. “Bastard.” Adelio mumbled as he shut the door, safely on the other side of it. But he had the money.
Adelio set down his beer. Time for truth. “You’re right, Mr. Verango. I don’t.”
Radley Verango waited patiently. He was in his early forties, a wealthy man, who only kept this house as a summer home. He didn’t approve of the Eldens’ charitability when it came to surfers, bums, runaways and dropouts. He wasn’t particularly attractive, not in the whipcord lean, sun-bronzed way Adelio was. He was slim, pale, and slightly balding. But money was money. And he *was* attracted to Adelio, having all but propositioned him many times. If looks could act, Adelio was already this man’s whore.
“I don’t have money to pay the rent with. But I do have other things.”
“I see. But once with you would pay well more than a month’s rent. I’d say...about fifty dollars more than your rent.”
Adelio’s brows furrowed. “You’ll forgive the debt...*and* pay me?”
“If you don’t back out of the deal. Have you ever been with a man before?” s. Ws. What does the deal entail?”
“Oral to the point of climax, then anal.”
How clinical, Adelio thought, amused. “I’ll do it.” He agreed.
He sipped from his beer, and then set it back on the coffee table. “Who gets the oral?” He asked.
Verango smiled. “You. You’ll get it all. Come here.” With an involuntary shiver, Adelio rose and came here.
He stood in front of Verango, who pulled his hips closer and scooted forward on the couch. Verango leaned up and mouthed Adelio’s chest, laving his nipples with at tat tongue until Adelio gasped in pleasure, feeling his cock fill below. Verango ground his own hard on against Adelio’s denim-clad thigh. Verango went for his zipper, and pulling the semi-hard shaft free, began sucking. Adelio grabbed his own ass, clutching at Verango’s hands there to avoid grabbing the other man’s head.
It was very bad manners to rut on someone’s face, or worse, to slam your cock home down their throat. His guts tingled, and legs felt weak. Verango caught the early warning signs of ejaculation and removed himself from Adelio’s crotch. Adelio whimpered he ohe older man jerked off his pants. He stepped out of them and his flops simultaneously. Verango ghosted his shirt off his shoulders and it fell to the floor, foten.ten.
Now naked in front of his landlord, Adelio watched him strip hurriedly. Verango had an okay body for his age. Hairy pale chest, little bit of a paunch. He stroked Adelio’s hard bronze abs with a look of wonder. Will if forget how I looked when I was young when I’m old too? Adelio wondered.
Verango turned him around, and began searching for something to use. Adelio picked up his jeans and dug a condom and the lube out of the pocket. He handed them to Verango, half turning, keeping in the position he was placed, ass at eye-level with Verango.
Verango put on the condom, then his cold slick fingers slid home between Adelio’s buttocks. Adelio took a deep breath and relaxed as they slid inside. He had stretched himself a little earlier, but it had still been a long time. He always loosened easy, and in moments Verango was pulling him down to sit on his lap.
Adelio honed in on the hard cock pressed against the small of his and and was glaat hat he had his back to the other man. He just didn’t want to face him. Money, he reminded himself, ignoring the fact that despite his raging erection, he didn’t want to. Verango lifted his hips, and lowered thown.own. Adelio clenched his jaw and focused.
When he was seated, Verango laughed in his ear, a wicked sound. Adelio fought off the shudder. He had always disliked this man immensely. Yet, he had to do what had to be done. Verango set the pace, and after a few min he he was slamming hard, and reached around and grabbed Adelio’s cock in a tight grip and started jacking.
He burst right before Verango, and the man let him go and wiped his hand off on the couch while thrusting out his own climax. Adelio let him, and sat for a while, his breathing resuming normal pace. It had grown dark, and faint light peeped in the curtains, shining on their skin. Adelio rose up on his knees and pulled free with a sucking sound.
Verango said nothing to him. A minute thud a moment later signaled that had thrown away the used rubber. Adelio pulled on his pants and shoes, grabbed his shirt. He was a dirty whore. In the dark, something brushed his arm. He looked up to see Verango holding out two twenties and a ten. Adelio didn’t meet his eyes. Took it. Didn’t thank him. Just nodded, and went to the door. Naked, Verango sat back on his couch and reached for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter amid his cast off clothes.
The lighter flared, and illuminated his aged features in the darkened room. “Bastard.” Adelio mumbled as he shut the door, safely on the other side of it. But he had the money.