Richard may have been a dubious man for using his position to take advantage of young guys like Luke, but he was never dishonest. He told Luke that he would help him with his modeling if Luke would sleep with him. Well, Richard certainly held up his end of the bargain. In the two months since they came to an agreement, Luke's modeling career skyrocketed.
His following on social media went from a few thousand to a few hundred thousand, and he had been booked by every other famous clothing brand. It started with swimwear and underwear brands as expected, but eventually it was anything and everything else.
Luke was booked and busy. Things were going unbelievably well for him, much better than he expected, so he in turn had to uphold his end of the bargain. In exchange for jumpstarting his career, Luke had to have sex with Richard, and boy did Richard cash this in. He had been fucking Luke multiple times a week since that first night. He estimated that they'd fucked in everyone possible surface in his apartment, which, mind you, was very large and very well furnished.
Luke had just finished shooting for a swimsuit campaign and was headed to Richard's apartment as he was instructed to. The shoot took place just a few blocks away from Richard's apartment so Luke opted to walk the rather short distance than book a ride. Even though he had been Richard's fuck toy for the good part of two months, he was still as nervous now heading over to his apartment as he was that first night after meeting him at the photography and modeling workshop. Unlike then, however, he knew exactly what awaited him — a fuck session filled with debauchery.
He reached Richard's doorstep and realized he was already wet with anticipation. What the fuck was going on? Intrusive thoughts suddenly plagued his mind. Why was he still doing this? Was he really just advancing his career, or was there some deeper, darker reason pushing him to maintain their arrangement? He was really successful now, at least for a model, and he had grown a huge following on his social media. He probably wouldn't maintain this same trajectory if he ended things with Richard, but he was established enough that he would do perfectly fine on his own.
And yet here he was standing outside the apartment building of Richard, his underwear wet from precum, about to head up to the apartment of that portly old man to get fucked.
Even as these thoughts tormented him, he felt oddly excited about the prospect of experiencing more debasement at Richard's hands. A strange eagerness welled up within him. Stepping away from the rationality of daylight, he entered the world where fantasies thrived amid darkness and secrecy.
Luke found Richard in the kitchen, having just poured a glass of whiskey for each of them. He walked over to greet Richard and to take his drink, which he always needed to help him get through these sessions. Upon meeting Richard however, instead of reaching out for his drink, his hand moved to grab Richard's crotch and his mouth dove onto Richard's, like it had a mind of its own, giving him a deep, wet kiss. Luke was uncertain why he did this and was shocked by his actions.
He wasn't the only one though, as Richard stood frozen in place. This stasis did not last long. Richard, aroused by Luke's sudden initiative, began kissing him back.
With his hands awkwardly dangling at the sides, a drink in each hand, Richard devoured the young man's mouth. They were so engrossed in their kiss that neither knew when they would be able to stop for air. The loud ring of Richard's phone saved them from having to decide to stop.
"Hold on," said Richard. "This is likely about that TVC you tried out for. I should take the call. Go to the bedroom and wait for me naked." And with that, Richard answered his phone and Luke headed to the bedroom, took his clothes off, and waited as he was told.
Luke had auditioned for a TV commercial last week. If he got the job, he would be appearing in several TV commercials, as well as several photo advertisements, as part of a huge campaign for an athletic clothing brand. He was getting anxious waiting to hear from Richard about the outcome of his audition, so he pulled his phone out and started scrolling the feed on his social media account.
A few seconds into scrolling his feed, he began to ponder what happened in the kitchen. He had never initiated anything with Richard before. He found him to be a repulsive-looking man and had absolutely no attraction to him. Yes, he enjoyed the sex, he couldn't deny that, but that was just a physical reaction to stimuli, or so he told himself. Certainly, he couldn't help but feel pleasure when his prostate was being battered by Richard's cock, it's only human. But then again...
Before Luke could finish his thought, Richard barged into the room with a big smile.
"They loved you. They think you are the perfect guy for the job. You got the part!"
"Holy shit!" responded Luke, with the biggest grin on his face. "I can't believe it!"
"You better believe it, buddy boy," Richard said as took his shirt off and walked to Luke's side before pushing him down onto the bed. Richard all but jumped on top of Luke.
The sudden weight on Luke knocked the wind out of his chest, and he was practically crushed under Richard. He barely had time to take in the huge win he just found out about, and more importantly, barely had time to breathe in some air before the older man picked up where they left off in the kitchen and devoured his mouth. Richard held Luke's face with both hands, his tongue darting in and out of the younger man's mouth like a snake.
Richard could tell Luke was struggling under the weight of his body and the aggressiveness of his kisses, but the boy was on fire today, returning his kisses with as much passion as was given. Richard wanted to see if this eagerness would continue beyond kissing. He rolled off Luke and onto his back, and without a word exchanged, Luke had immediately scuffled down between his legs and was sucking on his fat cock. He licked up and down the shaft a few times, then swirled his tongue on the bulbous head, before taking the whole thing in his mouth.
By now, Luke had gone down on the older man enough to know that there was a lot more cock buried in his crotch fat pad, so he used his fingers to move aside the fat in order to swallow him all the way to the hilt. Luke had just begun to suck on Richard's balls before he felt him begin to shudder. He knew this was a sign that Richard was working his way to an orgasm. Without any prompt from Richard, Luke climbed on top, grabbed the cock, aimed it at his hole and sank down on it, taking the whole thing into his channel in one fell swoop.
Richard was stunned. The sex had always been absolutely fantastic, but it was mostly due to how hot Luke was. Aside from blowjobs which Luke had seemed to really be into since their first encounter, he had always been rather passive, just laying there and letting Richard plow him. Richard didn't mind one bit as it was still the best sex he'd ever had, but witnessing Luke take the initiative for the very first time made something primal inside Richard come to life.
Luke had already surprised him earlier when he grabbed his crotch and kissed him upon arriving at the apartment, and he was ecstatic that Luke didn't need to be told to go down on him, but he had never expected Luke to mount him without being directed to. Richard looked up at Luke, the single most attractive man he'd ever seen, and saw pure lust and pleasure in his face as he rode.
Luke bounced up and down on Richard's cock like a cowboy on a wild horse. He was rising and falling so rapidly that he had to hold on to and squeeze Richard's man boobs in order to maintain some semblance of balance. Richard was huffing and puffing, his face contorted, he was close. As if by instinct, Luke rode him even harder, like his ass had a mission to drain the load from the cock stuffing his channel with every rise and fall. They were both moaning like animals, harder and harder until at last, Luke felt the rush of warm cream filling his insides.
But what he experienced next would haunt him for years to come.
Richard bellowed like never before, his face in agony. This was definitely not from an orgasm. Then it dawned on Luke, Richard must have been having a heart attack. He immediately hopped off, grabbed his phone and dialed 911. He quickly got dressed and before he knew it, the paramedics had arrived and taken Richard to the hospital.
Luke was a mess. Even though he didn't have any feelings for Richard, it was still a traumatizing experience. Luckily, when he called the hospital later that night to check what happened, he was told that Richard only suffered a mild heart attack and was okay. Luke let out a huge sigh of relief. He didn't know if he could handle killing someone with sex. He could rest easy.
Morning came and Luke decided to visit Richard in the hospital. He thought about bringing flowers but decided not to. After all, what does one give one's benefactor when they had a heart attack from the orgasm you gave them. He brushed those thoughts aside and just went on his way. When he arrived at the room, he was surprised at how large and cozy it was.
"Of course he got a suite," Luke thought to himself.
Richard looked fine, if not tired.
"Sorry about what happened," he told Richard awkwardly.
Richard laughed and brushed it off.
"It's not your fault champ. And besides, if that did me in, it wouldn't be the worst way to die, fucking a hot stud like you."
Luke simply gave a gentle smile in response.
"Look," started Richard. "I'm okay now, but the doctors told me that I need to slow down and have a nice long rest, maybe even retire. I haven't decided what I want to do in the long run, but for now, my daughter has insisted on staying with me to make sure I don't overdo things. Which means...unfortunately, that our little arrangement must come to an end, at least for the time being."