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I lifted up his legs and slid my cock into his ass. He moaned and I grunted. I thrust into him, feeling every inch of his hole. I pounded him, fucking him harder and faster until I filled him up with my load. I collapsed beside him, spent.

"Did you like that, son?" he asked.

"Yeah, I did," I admitted.

"Good, because I'm going to keep fucking you, whenever you need it," he said.

I grinned and fell asleep.

***

It was a few weeks later when he showed up at my door again. This time he was dressed in a suit.

"I have news," he said.

"News?" I asked.

"My boss is moving, and they've offered me a promotion. A big one," he said.

"So what does that mean for you?" I asked.

"That means I'll be making more than I do now," he said.

"Why are you telling me this, anyway?" I asked.

"Because I want you to move in with me," he said.

"What about the real Brin?" I asked. "aren't you still dating her?"

"She's been working late nights," he said. "And she's always tired when we get together."

"What if I don't want to live with you?" I asked.

"Then I'll fuck your brains out anyway," he said. "That's what you're good for anyway."

"What about Brin?" I asked again. "Surely she'll be jealous of me living with you too?"

"No, she won't," he said. "In fact, you can fuck her as much as you want."

I stared at him. I didn't know what to say.

"So what do you think?" he asked. "Are you willing to move in with me?"

"I guess I have ****," I admitted.

"Good," he said. He gave me a hug and kissed my cheek. "See you tonight," he added, before leaving.