As the plane came to a stop at the gate Allen unbuckled his seat belt and sat back waiting for all the passengers to clear out ahead of him. It had been an uneventful flight, except for Mike, the hot looking flight attendant who seemed to pay special attention to Allen. He was used to that as his firm, muscular frame and GQ looks always drew attention. At 39, Allen still looked as good as he did in his college football days. He sat back and dwelt on his life. It had been a bit rocky at first, starting his life after football. He played two years in the pros until being caught up in a gambling scandal that brought his career to a dead stop. Even though he was not the mastermind, he did become the fall guy. He chalked it up to making a few bad decisions and never looked back. After that, he worked for two communications companies, until that fateful day when Allen decided to go out on his own and start up his own business. It was a tough road at first, especially for a black man with that hint of scandal in his past. But, Allen was determined, savvy, and aggressive. His small venture became a very profitable and thriving business. One month ago he had cut a deal to sell the business to one of his competitors while shrewdly maintaining all of his shares of the stock. That one sale netted him a gross profit of 24 million dollars, not to mention the earnings he would continue to make from his stock holdings.
He also sold off a lot of his real estate holdings, keeping only the cottage on Cape Cod, the mansion he had called home for the last ten years in a gated community in his home town of St. Louis, and the ranch in Montana. The next piece of property he owned was the Negril Beach Condominiums in Jamaica. He had come here to seal a deal to sell off that holding this weekend, while also retaining ownership of an adjoining luxury cottage. This trip was also going to be an extended vacation. He planned on staying the entire month. Time he had never afforded himself in the past. But, free time was something of which he now had plenty. Arriving in Montego Bay he would be met by Jeffrey for the drive to Negril Beach. Allen was looking forward to seeing Jeffrey's familiar face again after spending the last three weeks in New York finalizing the sale of some of his other assets. Suddenly he was brought back to the reality of the moment.
"This is your final destination, isn't it?" he heard a voice saying to him.
As he looked up, Mike, the flight attendant, was standing in the aisle beside him, again with that beaming face and penetrating, blue eyes.
"Oh, yeah. Guess I was day dreaming. Thanks," Allen said as he got up and retrieved his bag from the overhead compartment and headed down the aisle.
Just as he got to the exit, Allen glanced back and spied Mike still gazing at him. Allen smiled back then headed out onto the covered ramp. In the main terminal, Jeffrey his chauffeur, chef, and valet and was waiting. Allen smiled while being greeted by the beaming Jeffrey. He recalled the first day they met. It seemed to be a day for reflection. Jeffrey had been a bus boy at a local restaurant that Allen used to frequent when he first went out on his own. They ended up in bed that night and Jeffrey remained Allen's regular fuck buddy ever since. Allen eventually discovered Jeffrey had many other talents in addition to possessing one hot, tight, luscious ass. When the money started rolling in, Allen hired Jeffrey into the position he still held today. Through thick and thin he had always been there.
"Have a good flight, sir?" he asked.
"Yes, Jeffrey. It was fine," Allen smiled.
"Right this way, sir," Jeffrey directed as he grabbed Allen's flight bag and led him back through the terminal. "Your other baggage was delivered yesterday."
It was nearly noon as they pulled up to the Negril Beach Condominiums. Jeffrey drove past the covered entry and headed down a black top road past the hotel. Through a vine covered entry, Jeffrey maneuvered the limousine into the first garage bay as the door rolled down behind them.
"I think I'll take a nap, Jeffrey," Allen announced as they entered he entered the familiar surroundings of his favorite retreat. "Could you wake me by four?"
"Yes, sir," Jeffrey answered as he set the flight bag down. "Would you care for some lasagna then, sir?"
"Yes, some of your lasagna would be great," Allen smiled.
Promptly at four o'clock, Jeffrey entered the master bedroom. He flung open the drapes at the large glass entry that opened out onto a secluded patio and pool that also afforded a phenomenal view of the beach. He glanced over to see Allen lying under the cover of a floral print sheet on the huge four poster bed. Those familiar urges coursed through him. He knew that many other men lusted after his boss. Allen had a strong sex drive and Jeffrey obediently stepped aside whenever Allen did bring someone else home. But, for now, it was just the two of them.
Jeffrey stood by the bed staring down at Allen sprawled out on his back in blissful sleep. The bed sheet was pushed down just past his navel and his muscular torso was on full display. Jeffrey sighed to himself remembering all the times that Allen's body covered him, enveloped him in it's strength and dominance. Those strong arms now lie limp at his sides and Allen's massive chest rose and fell in subdued motion to his soft breathing. Jeffrey's gaze moved down over Allen's tight, rippled abdomen to the soft trail of hair beneath his navel as it disappeared beneath the gauze like fabric of the bed sheet. Then his eyes focused on the huge protuberance lying furtively in wait atop Allen's right thigh, loosely covered by the sheet. He longed to touch Allen and to feel the power, the strength and the heat of his body and the ultimate fulfillment of Allen's huge cock.
Jeffrey sat on the edge of the bed and reached out his right hand. As he made contact with Allen's chest, he lightly caressed him. His hand slowly roamed down Allen's tight body until his fingers made contact with the edge of the sheet. Pushing past that point, Jeffrey fingertips brushed up against that soft, warm cock. He then wrapped his hand around its thick girth. With his thumb, Jeffrey gently touched the tip and ran around the crown, feeling the piss slit and the ridge circling Allen's cock head. His hand softly squeezed Allen's cock, feeling the heat emanating from it. He then leaned down and brushed his lips across Allen's chest. His tongue flicked out at one of Allen's nipples.
"I've missed you, sir," Jeffrey whispered as he gently suckled on that nipple.
Within seconds, it grew harder and still Allen slept. Jeffrey moved on to the other nipple and munched and sucked on it. His hold on Allen's cock grew more determined and he began to squeeze and fondle him more desperately. As his mouth and tongue began to roam down his chest and abdomen, Allen finally stirred. A soft moan escaped his lips. Jeffrey's left hand pushed aside the bed sheet. He leaned forward and took Allen's warm cock into his mouth. As his lips wrapped around Allen's cock and his tongue and mouth began to worship him, Allen came out of his deep slumber.
"Aaah, that feels good," Allen sighed as he felt Jeffrey's warm, wet mouth taking him in. "It's good to be home again."
"Yes it is, sir," Jeffrey said as he looked up at Allen before gobbling that cock back into his hungry mouth.
Allen lay back and felt the arousal spurring within him as Jeffrey purred and sighed while working over his cock.
"Mmm, yeah, this is good. This tastes so good," Jeffrey moaned as pulled his mouth away and looked intently at his master's plump, black cock.
Allen put one hand on Jeffrey's head and pushed him back onto his waiting cock. His other hand touched his shoulder. He rubbed and massaged him as Jeffrey began to more voraciously suck on his cock. Jeffrey undid his pants and freed his own cock and began to jerk himself off while continuing to feast on Allen's throbbing manhood. For several minutes, Jeffrey gobbled and munched, bobbed and jerked, until Allen's cock was slick and glistened from the coating of saliva. Allen slowly moved his hand down Jeffrey's back. When his fingertips hit the waistband of his briefs Jeffrey lifted his body so that he was now leaning over, still working over Allen's cock. As he dug his hand under the waistband of his briefs, Allen grabbed a handful of Jeffrey's ass cheek, squeezing and massaging it. His strong hand then slipped into the crack of his ass as a finger quickly zeroed in on the puckered hole waiting there. As his finger flicked and rubbed it, Jeffrey mumbled lowly with his mouth still full of Allen's cock. Then with a quick push, Allen poked his finger inside, entering that tight, luscious hole. Jeffrey immediately clamped his ass muscles down on Allen's digit.
"Ah yeah, this ass has missed daddy, hasn't it?" Allen said.
"Yes, sir. Yes...oooh. aaahhhh..." Jeffrey sighed as Allen probed in deeper and wiggled his finger inside Jeffrey's hot, steamy hole.
"Well, it' time for daddy to be welcomed back home again," Allen said as he pulled his finger free.
Jeffrey stood up and ripped off his clothes as Allen reached over to the nightstand, retrieving a bottle of lubricant. He lay back down and popped open the lid. His gleaming shaft stood upright from his loins like a towering, black monolith. Allen dribbled some of the slick fluid onto his cock, poured some into his hand then began to apply it as Jeffrey greedily looked on.
"Here," Allen said as he offered the bottle to Jeffrey.
While Allen continued to slowly work the lube all over his jutting cock, Jeffrey worked some of the lube up into his ass. When he was done, he set the bottle aside and climbed up onto the bed next the tight, muscular body of his master.
"Time to go for a ride," Allen smiled.
Jeffrey immediately straddled Allen's prone body. He grabbed Allen's cock and guided it into position as Allen watched. Within seconds, Jeffrey was primed and ready as Allen felt that lovely sensation of cock head pressing against rosebud. With a sharp gasp, Jeffrey pushed down and Allen's cock head immediately forced in past that tight sphincter and popped inside. Jeffrey and Allen both growled lowly. Allen wanted to hump his hips up and jam his cock up that sumptuous ass right then and there, but waited patiently. Jeffrey slowly began to lower himself as Allen's thick knob slithered up inside his ass.
"Aaah...yeah...oh...my...God!" Jeffrey groaned as his ass continued to slowly take in more and more of Allen's big fuck pole.
Still waiting patiently, Allen lay back silently. He luxuriated in the feel, the pleasure, and the sheer bliss as his big pole slowly wormed its way inside the luscious, velvet grip of Jeffrey's hot ass. Jeffrey grunted and sighed as he lowered himself down onto that hot ass poker.
"Damn, I've missed this," he sighed.
Within five minutes his ass cheeks came to rest on Allen's muscular thighs. Allen then reached out and began to rub and massage Jeffrey's thighs, lower back and ass cheeks. Seductively, slowly Jeffrey worked his ass muscles, fully devouring, squeezing, and tightening his grip on Allen's cock with his talented ass. He then began to rock back and forth, slowly fucking that mighty cock. Allen could not resist any more and began to rock along with Jeffrey. With slow, deliberate thrust, Allen then began to push his hips upward forcing his cock into Jeffrey's hot little hole.
"Yeah, it's good to be home," he repeated once more in a sigh.
For a good fifteen minutes or more, they continued this slow, steady dance of lust. Jeffrey's rocking and rolling motion matched Allen's upward pushing. With Allen's cock still poking up inside of him, Jeffrey then maneuvered his legs around until he settled into a squatting position over Allen. With his hands now splayed out on Allen's taut abdomen for leverage, Jeffrey began to bounce up and down, wildly riding Allen's rigid shaft.
"Yeah, ride that cock, baby. Ooooh,,, yeah..." Allen encouraged.
Jeffrey's ass was slamming down onto Allen's thighs in a succession of cock humping moves that had them both heated and excited. Jeffrey loved this position and did his best to prove it. Sweat formed on his brow as the minutes passed and his squat thrusts onto Allen's engorged cock continued at that fast paced, wicked tempo.
"Oooh...oooh...ooooh...oooh...shit...aaah...yeah...give it to me...give it to me..." Jeffrey began to gasp.
Suddenly, Allen leaned up, wrapped his arms tightly around Jeffrey, and flipped them both over in one swift move.
"Time to get me all of this sweet ass now," he exclaimed. "I'm gonna give this ass one hot homecoming!"
With Jeffrey flat on his back Allen grabbed the large pillow by his side and forced it up under Jeffrey's backside. With his powerful thighs, he pried Jeffrey's legs wide open. Following several deep thrusts, Allen then reached below Jeffrey's ass. While lifting him, he also pushed himself upward until Jeffrey's body arced upward. Allen placed his hands on the bed beside Jeffrey's chest and dug himself into the deepest recesses of that smoldering ass.
"Yeah, daddy's home now baby," Allen quipped.
Allen was soon pounding away at Jeffrey's ass for all he was worth. They were both soon grunting and groaning. Jeffrey's legs flailed out above them as he held on tightly to Allen's flexing forearms.
"Yeah...oh, yeah! Fuck me, sir. Fuck me...Fuck...me...good..." Jeffrey gasped.
The sounds of bodies slapping and voices grunting filled the room.
"Yeah. Gimme that ass. I'm gonna treat it real good," Allen wailed.
"Yes...yes...yes...harder...harder...harder..." Jeffrey wailed back.
"I'm gonna breed this baby. I'm gonna breed this ass up good," Allen responded.
Jeffrey managed to grab himself and began wildly jerking his own rock hard cock. The smell and sounds of wild, body slamming sex permeated the room. The large, solid four poster bed creaked and rocked under the forceful power of Allen's ceaseless pounding. Jeffrey was ready to shoot his load. With a quick yelp his cock spewed out a load of cum that splattered against his chest, neck, and chin. The wild orgasm caused his body to twitch and his ass to grip even more tightly around the pile driving fuck pole ravaging his aching, steaming hole.
"Yeah, baby, right behind you..." Allen exclaimed as he felt that tightened grip. Yeah, yeah...yeah...fuck...yeah..." he began to gasp.
Allen could feel the boiling sensation in his balls as he neared that ultimate climax. With ever growing desperation he continued to tear into Jeffrey's ass. Then, just as he felt that first blast of cum explode from his rigid shaft, Allen slammed his body down hard.
"Yeah!! Damn. Yeah...yeah... Eeeeyyyiaiaaahhh..." he screamed.
His body stiffened and every muscle from his head to his toes grew taut. The entire force of his powerful body seemed to gathered and then funnel down through his huge, jerking cock as he pumped a rich load of cum into Jeffrey's bowels. For a full minute or more, Allen stayed mounted on Jeffrey's hot ass, his cock buried balls deep. When the last strains of his powerful orgasm subsided, Allen pulled free then lowered himself. He sprawled out on top of Jeffrey, burying his face in the crook of Jeffrey's neck. Jeffrey wrapped his arms and legs around Allen as their bodies meshed together and their cocks oozed out the last cum drippings. They both gasped and panted in pleasure, slowly regaining composure. A few moments later Allen lifted his face and smiled at Jeffrey.
"Is the lasagna ready, yet," he asked.
"Yes sir, I believe it is," Jeffrey sighed back.