Odd Job Ollie
by David Heulfryn

 

Chapter 32: Unleashing A Monster

Ewan and I slept after we fucked. I woke up, and when I checked the clock, it was nearly five in the morning. I don’t think either of us had moved. Ewan looked so sweet as he slept, his cock soft and nestled in his pubes. I wish I could check his arse, ensure I hadn’t split it in two.

I got out of bed and used his bathroom. Once my bladder was empty, my cock hardened. I returned to the bedroom and stroked my cock as I looked at Ewan’s naked body. We’d slept on top of the bedclothes; thankfully, it was a warm night, so we didn’t feel the cold.

Ewan stirred as I lay back on the bed. He rolled onto his side and threw his arm over me. He snuggled up to me. I kissed his forehead, and he let out a long sigh. He snuggled closer, and his hand roamed my chest. It went lower, and he grabbed my hard cock. He stroked me and I groaned.

“I can’t believe this was inside me.” Ewan croaked, still feeling sleepy.

“How do you feel?” I asked.

“Like I was fucked into oblivion.”

I slipped from his arms and rolled him onto his front. I knelt between his legs and pulled apart his buttocks. His hole looked red, but undamaged. I leaned forward and licked his hole. I poked at it with my tongue. Ewan groaned as my tongue entered him, his hole opened up for me, still slack from last night. My tongue lapped at his insides and was shocked to taste my cum. I would have expected it all to have leaked out overnight, but some remained. I lapped and sucked as much out of him as I could.

My cock ached. “Do you want me to fuck you again?” I asked Ewan, hoping he would say yes.

“I think my hole needs time to recover first. But if the offer for fucking is open,” Ewan turned over, his cock hard and leaking. “I would love to give you a bit of what you gave me last night.”

Much as I loved fucking him last night, my arse did feel neglected. I presented my arse to Ewan, eager to be fucked. And he fucked me.

 

I’d spent all day yesterday naked. I didn’t have any clothes with me, so after being fucked and showered, I went home. The house was quiet, and everyone was still in bed. I went to my bedroom to get dressed. Louis stirred as I opened the door.

“Morning, Louis.” I whispered, “No need to wake up. I’m just getting dressed.”

Louis groaned and rubbed his eyes. He sat up, and his duvet slipped from his chest.

“I wanted to talk to you last night,” Louis said softly. I turned to him; he looked like he had something on his mind.

I sat on his bed, “What’s up, Louis?”

“I did it again.” He looked down, avoiding my eyes.

“Did what?” I wondered, and then it clicked, “Oh. There’s nothing wrong with fucking Cian if that’s what both of you want.”

“We did, but he went further this time.” Louis seemed nervous.

“Did he fuck you? Because that’s okay, too.”

“No, he hasn’t fucked me. But this time we kissed. A full-on snog. I loved it. I even loved the feel of his wispy moustache against my lips and nose. It really turned me on.”

“Look, Louis.” I lifted his chin so that we could look at each other. “There is nothing wrong with it. I think you’re confused. You have thought yourself straight all your young life, and allowing another boy to give you pleasure is confusing you. Your body will react no matter who is pleasuring you. You can’t control that.”

“It’s worse than that.” Louis looked afraid. “I think I’m falling in love with him.”

“You’ve fucked him twice, Louis. He’s given you feelings you’ve never felt before. I don’t mean to belittle your feelings, but you’re young. I’m not sure you know what love is yet. I don’t even know what love is.”

“I can’t stop thinking about him. I’m always thinking of him and wondering when we can get together again. I want to fuck him again and again. I want to feel him kiss me; his body is so soft and pale. I can’t get enough of it.”

“I think these new feelings are overwhelming. Enjoy them while they last. Spend time with Cian, fuck him again. And again,” I smiled, “perhaps you might feel adventurous enough to let him fuck you.” Louis grimaced. He didn’t like the idea. “Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.”

Louis chuckled and reached between his legs. He tugged his cock, although I couldn’t see as his duvet still covered him.

“Get it out of your system, Louis. When you start College, you won’t be able to see him as much as you can now. So make good use of these last few days. If there is anything I can do to help, just let me know.”

Louis smiled, “My big brother is permitting me to fuck a boy as much as I want. I don’t think Mum would be giving me that advice, or Dad for that matter.”

“It’s your hormones, Louis,” I spoke in a mock deep voice to emulate Dad, “You have to control your urges.”

Louis laughed, “You think he would recommend I wank more often?”

“You can do that, too. There’s no rule to say you can’t have a wank and then go round and fuck Cian. You don’t want to disappoint him.”

Louis seemed more at ease now. We both knew that he would be seeing Cian again today, and he would be fucking him.

 

I had a few odd jobs to get done today, but I received a call from Mr Cremaster at lunchtime, asking me to see him at the end of the day. I wondered what it was about. I tried to put it out of my mind until I finished my last job of the day by mid-afternoon.

I thought about going to see Mr Cremaster, and my cock thickened as I thought about seeing Arthur again and the possibility of feeling him fuck me.

But when I arrived, Arthur was nowhere to be seen. I was greeted by the young blond man at the reception desk. He took me to see Mr Cremaster.

“Ah, Ollie. It’s nice to see you again.” We walked into his private sitting room. “Thank you, Harvey.” I had finally learnt the young man’s name.

“My pleasure, Mr Cremaster.” Harvey took a final opportunity to look at my soft seven inches before leaving and closing the door behind him.

“He’s very taken with you, Ollie.” He smiled at me.

“Well, he’s very taken with a specific part of me.”

Mr Cremaster laughed. “Aren’t we all.” He also took a look at my cock, “Now, come and sit next to me.”

I sat in a high-backed chair beside him. I instinctively crossed my legs. “What can I do for you, Sir?”

Mr Cremaster gave me an ingratiating smile. “I know I’ve said before, but you have impressed me, and I want to tell you about some of my plans for the resort.” I was intrigued and wondered where I fit in. “I’m not getting any younger, and I need to ensure the resort carries on after I’ve gone. I’m trying to train Arthur to take on a more managerial role. He’s learning, and I know he can do the job, but he still likes to get his hands dirty.”

“Do you have any family?” I asked.

“I consider Arthur family. But for my blood family, I have never cared for them, and they’ve never cared for my lifestyle. I have one grandchild whom I was particularly fond of, and he was fond of me, but his parents forbade him from seeing me as he grew up. It’s a shame, really. He had a very open mind.”

“He must be an adult now,” I said. “Surely you could see him now?”

“I’ve tried, but I don’t know where he lives. His mother, my daughter, won’t tell me where he lives. It hurt me when she said that she’d told him that I died years ago.”

I could see his eyes become glassy. “I’m so sorry, Sir. That’s terrible. You are such a nice man, I’m sure he would want to see you if he could.”

“Yes.” He took a deep breath. “But that is the past. I’m here to talk about the future. And the future of Cremaster Freedom Resort. Arthur, somewhat reluctantly, is taking on more and more management. He’s well-liked with the staff, despite his gruff exterior.”

“Harvey certainly likes him.” I smiled.

“Young Harvey is still ruled by his cock. He’s a nice lad and does a good job of entertaining the guests. He’s willing to give anything a try.”

“So this is why you wanted me to support Arthur with his maintenance work.”

“Exactly, it was nothing about him getting too old, or there being too much for him, I need someone to pick it up while he’s sitting behind a desk. Young Harvey is eighteen, like you, but he doesn’t have the skills and has shown no aptitude for that kind of work.”

“Not everyone can do it. Some people think that only unintelligent people work with their hands, but you need to be highly skilled and not everyone can do it.”

“And you have been indispensable around here.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“And now for the reason I asked to speak to you.” Older people always took time to get to the point, but I enjoyed listening to Mr Cremaster and the slight insight into his life. “I don’t want you to be our preferred supplier anymore; I want you to be our permanent maintenance officer. I understand that your business is expanding, and this will help it continue to grow. I want your company to be engaged by us, permanently.”

“Thank you, Sir. I’m honoured, but I should really talk to my family first before accepting. I can get back to you in the morning if you like.” I should consult Dad, but I wanted to do this. I enjoyed working here.

“Well,” Mr Cremaster rose unsteadily, “come by tomorrow when time permits and let me have your answer.” We shook hands.

“I will, and thank you again, Sir.”

I left, and after being ogled by Harvey one last time, I dressed and drove home.

Dad was already home when I arrived, and I sat in the living room with him and Mum. I asked Mum to turn the television off as I wanted to talk about something.

I explained Mr Cremaster’s offer and waited for Dad’s response.

“I think you should do it,” Dad said. “It’s a fantastic opportunity for you.”

“But it affects you too. We discussed this. You might have to cover for me when I’m unavailable.”

Dad sighed, “I know. I can do it. You have to accept this; it will put the business on a firm footing and should be able to support both of us.

“I’ll let him know first thing in the morning.” I paused a moment. “I would like you to come with me and meet Mr Cremaster and show him that we are both serious about this. Will you do this for me, Dad?” I wanted him to do this.

“Okay, Ollie. I suppose I would have to go there at some time in the future. I’ll go with you tomorrow to dispel all the rumours I’ve heard about the place.”

“Thanks, Dad. I appreciate it.”

I went upstairs to shower. Louis was on his bed again, engrossed with his smartphone. I wondered if he ever left the room.

I told him that I was going to have a shower and I stripped naked. He glanced up at me and watched me walk out of the room.

Louis looked like he hadn’t moved when I returned. But he was grinning and was trying to ignore me.

I tossed my towel into the dirty linen basket and sat on his bed. Louis still tried to ignore me. I touched his leg to get his attention. “I know you’re dying to tell me something.” Louis giggled. “You fucked him again.”

Louis laughed and finally looked at me. He put his phone away and sat beside me.

“I did. I don’t know if it was what you said to me, but I stopped feeling guilty, and it was even better. But there’s more.” Louis blushed, “I sucked his cock as well.”

“You really are getting into experimenting with Cian. How did it feel? Did you enjoy it?”

“Ask me this morning, and I would never have thought of putting someone’s cock in my mouth. But when I went round to see him, and we got naked, and I saw his hard cock. I felt like trying to see what it was like. Cian stood up, and I got on my knees, and watched me suck his cock. He nearly came in my mouth, but told me to stop. Next time I want to let him cum in my mouth.”

“I’ve unleashed a monster.” I laughed.

 

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