Riktor Bellik, Sugar Daddy

Uli, wearing a tiny white crop top and a pair of jeans cutoffs that are so unbelievably small that it would be improper to call them shorts, watches through the large bay window of his mansion. He's sipping a glass of martian whiskey while waiting for his friend to arrive. He perks up when the self-driving shuttle reaches his front gate, cluing him to Riktor's arrival.

Riktor Bellik is a long-time business partner of Ajax Maverick, Uli's father. Riktor is quite handsome for his age. He's in his mid-fifties, but he exercises regularly and his wealth gives him access to the highest grade of cosmetics and bodycare products. His short salt and pepper hair is stylized with gel, and he keeps his graying beard trimmed.

The older man is taking a vacation and has decided to spend his free time on the Pleasure Barge. Uli generously offered him a bed in one of his many guest rooms, but they both know that the invitation is really for Uli's own bed.

"Heyyyy," Uli calls out as he opens the door. Riktor stands by the treshold, followed closely by Huxley, his robotic assistant. Huxley stands silently behind his employer, holding suitcases and bag in his many arms. Huxley is a bipedal robots, painted in shades of brown and orange, with a large rectangular head mounted with lights and cameras all around.

"Didn't even have time to ring the bell," Riktor remarks with a wicked grin.

Uli doesn't say anything and simply grab him by the collar. "Come on, Sir, let me show you around the house."

Riktor doesn't offer any resistance as Uli brings him through the entry hall. The younger man describes the room as succinctly as he can while they pass through.

"Hall, living room, corridor, and here's my bedroom. Huxley you wait outside." The ever-patient robot nods and stops moving.

After closing the door, Uli pushes his companion on the bed. Riktor is used to the boy's behavior, he knows that nothing productive can be done until they've fucked at least once. Not that he's complaining, he's been thinking about Uli too.

"Oh, Sir, you're wearing much too many clothes." He undoes the tie and the long-sleeved shirt, revealing Riktor's toned hairy chest.

"You're not losing any time, boy," he responds, putting his hands firmly on Uli's big rump. With his obscene "shorts", three-quarters of his fat booty is exposed, and Riktor gleefully grope it.

"Neither are you, Sir," Uli says with a grin as he rub his crotch against the man's clearly erect dick. Uli is erect too, but his dick is easily less than half the length of Riktor's manhood.

Uli drops a big wet kiss on the older man's lips. Their tongues clash, pushing from one mouth to the other as they both try to take control of the kiss. Their smooching ends when Riktor grabs him by the hair and pulls his head down besides his crotch. The thick femboy quickly doffs any clothes that would stand between his mouth and his friend's dick, and then he grabs the large manly shaft with both hands.

The strong scent of manly musk makes him a little heady, and he holds the dick up against his face, unable to stop his tongue from lolling out. After giving it a few playful licks, he grabs it firmly and then takes the tip between his lips. He looks up, meeting the older man's gaze. When Riktor gives him a smile, Uli lowers his head.

He has long since gotten rid of his pesky gag reflex, so it's no issues for Uli to take the big beautiful cock into his throat. When he reaches the base, he lets his tongue out below to dick so that he may lick Riktor's smooth balls.

Riktor doesn't wait for him to get comfortable; He grabs him by his hair, and then starts moving his head up and down like he's a mere object.

"Yeah, that's it, you chubby bitch, you like when I use your throat like a vulgar sex toy, huh?"

Uli can't respond due to the cock in his mouth, but he does his best to nod and moan out something that vaguely resembles a yes, showering the man's balls and pubis with slobber in the process. He loves being objectified, degraded, humiliated and viciously fucked, so Riktor's harsh treatment of his throat brings him great pleasure.

"I bet you could cum just from having your skull fucked, ain't that right, slut?"

He doesn't respond to that, but he does take off his tiny shorts. Underneath, he's wearing a pale pink thong which is almost completely eaten up by his wide ass. He wants to cum while getting throated, so he stick a hand in his panties and starts jerking off his little dick while his other hand keeps cradling his friend's nutsack.

"Figures you'd start rubbing that tiny thing of yours, sucking a big dick always puts you in a horny mood."

The man pushes him away and repositions them on the side of the bed. Uli ends up kneeling down on the floor while Riktor sits on the edge, his huge slob-covered cock hanging right against Uli's nose and mouth.

He pulls his top off, revealing his pierced titties, and Riktor takes a moment to just appreciate the sight.

"Tell me what you want, boy."

"I want your dick, please use me for your pleasure and give me your tasty creamy jizz!"

Riktor laughs, and then his feet fall down on Uli's hard dick. The femboy lets out a high-pitched moan, and then his hips start moving on their own.

"No need to use your hands on my dick. You can play with your tits, I know how much that turns you on."

He's right, Uli _loves _having his nipples teased during sex. While getting his dick grinded between a foot and the floor, he starts pinching and pulling his nipples. And then Riktor grabs his hair, and begins using his fleshlight-mouth again.

Uli's mind grows weak with every thrust down his throat, and the **** on his dick and tits quickly overwhelm him. He's getting closer and closer, so his hands and hips start moving faster. His companion notices, and he also picks up the pace, thoroughly abusing Uli's eager throat.

With a loud, satisfied grunt, the man erupts into the femboy's mouth. The intense salty taste brings Uli right over the edge, and he spurts his own load into the thin pink fabric of his underwear. It is a deeply hot and satisfying orgasm.

When Riktor pulls out, Uli lets out a deep gasp. His mouth is full of sperm, and he makes shows it to his friend, before closing it and swallowing. When he opens his mouth again, it is pristine.

"This is going to be a fun vacation," Riktor whispers while tussling Uli's soft hair.