Towel Boi - Agreement Signed
Ralph moved the mouse to wake up the computer. He navigated to his legal docs account and downloaded a generic pre-existing relationship agreement. He asked for the spelling of the new hire’s first and last name.
“First name K-A-S-E-Y. Last name S-T-E-V-E-N-S.”
“Got it,” acknowledged the owner. “We can head out now as long as you got your I-D.”
“I do, daddy,” confirmed the sissy.
“Well, my bank has a notary. Let’s go.”
Ralph led the way to his truck and they both got in. “That’s a nice Pontiac Fiero you got there. What year is it?”
“Thanks! It’s a nineteen eighty-six.”
“Sweet. Li’l sissy car for a cute li’l sissy boi!”
“Thank you,” Kasey’s cheeks reddened.
Ralph took a turn down a side highway.
“Where are we going,” inquired a confused Kasey.
“Oh! We headin’ to Small Gap. I got a li’l local bank I use there for this type of stuff.”
They pulled up to a small, modular bank branch.
Inside, they were greeted by a twenty-something woman at a desk. “Welcome to Pine State Bank. How may I help you?”
“We just need to get something notarized,” explained Ralph.
“I can do that,” smiled the platinum-blonde-dye-job. “Do you both have your license?”
“We do!”
“Are either of you a customer of this bank?”
“No. How much is the fee?”
“Ten dollars per signee.”
“Good deal,” Ralph pulled out his wallet and produced a crispy Andrew Jackson.
The bank employee had the two sign the document in her presence. Then, she affixed the seal and made that notation in her state-mandated ledger.
Ralph and Kasey thanked the woman for her time and went back to the truck.
“Goddamn! You got me out here acting gay as fuck,” lamented K.O.
“You’re not gay, daddy! I’m the only gay one in this truck,” suggested Kasey.
“You damn right. I’m a hunnid percent real man!”
“Yes, daddy!”
“You got your own spot or do we need to get a room?”
“I live alone, daddy!”
“Tell me how to get there,” smiled Ralph.
“Yes, sir,” cooed the sassy bottom.
“Oh you stay in the old Stowe Factory,” checked Ralph.
“Yes, daddy!”
“They trying to make it gentrified as fuck over here.”
“I guess,” Kasey trailed off.
“It’s all good. I’m about to climb back in that ass. When we get in there, I want you to strip down naked.”
“Yes, sir!”
Kasey hopped out of the vehicle and led the way to the back stairs and up to the third floor.
“That ass is so perfect,” revealed K.O., smacking it repeatedly.
“Thank you!”
They entered apartment 3-A and Kasey offered something to drink. “I only have beer and water right now.”
“Beer’s fine!”
Kasey retrieved one from the fridge and took off the few clothes he had on.
Ralph buckled over with laughter. “Look at the li’l bitty dicklette.
“I know,” blushed Kasey.
“It’s all good. Lay on the bed so I can spank it with my big Black dick, white boi!”
Kasey backed up to his queen size bed and lay on his back.
K.O. mounted the slut and pulled out his massive dick. He spanked the tiny, rigid, one-inch pencil cock. “Who the hell could you ever fuck with that li’l thang?”
“No one,” admitted the host.
“Damn right! You was born to be fucked!”
“Yes, sir!”
“You ready for round two?”
“Oh yes!”
Ralph lifted Kasey’s legs and spat on the boy’s pink hole. He buried his hard male heat all the way to hilt.
“Oh my god,” whined Kasey.
“You can take it,” K.O. encouraged his receptive partner.
“Yes, sir! Taking all this big Black dick in my gay ass!”
“Hell yeah, pussyboy! Take it!”
Ralph thundered away while squeezing and tugging at Kasey’s impish clitty. “This is my ass, towel boi! Don’t you forget it. No matter how many other brothas fuck you, you still mine!”
“Yes, daddy,” giggled Kasey.
Ralph pummeled away for a few minutes before putting Kasey on all fours.
Kasey lifted his derriere.
K.O. admired it by spanking it and saying, “That ass is so sexy!”
“Thank you!”
Ralph moved behind the angelic tart and plunged back deep into the sissy.
Kasey arched into each of Ralph’s possessive long thrusts.
They made magic.
“Take this dick, big booty white boi!”
“Yes, sir! Fuck me, daddy!”
K.O. continued his onslaught with Kasey ending up flat on the bed. He hammered and pounded relentlessly as Kasey purred.
Pffffffft! Pffffffft! Pffffffft!
“That boipussy taklin’ to daddy,” Ralph celebrated.
“Hell yeah, daddy! Make that bussy fart!”
Pffffffft! Pffffffft! Pffffffft! Pffffffft!
It made copious amounts of noise as K.O. tore up the now open rectum.
“I’m finna nut again,” groaned K.O. “Uhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Arrggghhhh!”
He stood up and looked at Kasey’s dripping booty.
“Big pretty heart-shaped ass dripping out my nut!”
“Yes, sir,” cooed Kasey.
“I ain’t done with you yet,” Ralph roared and pounced back on the spent sissy boi.
“First name K-A-S-E-Y. Last name S-T-E-V-E-N-S.”
“Got it,” acknowledged the owner. “We can head out now as long as you got your I-D.”
“I do, daddy,” confirmed the sissy.
“Well, my bank has a notary. Let’s go.”
Ralph led the way to his truck and they both got in. “That’s a nice Pontiac Fiero you got there. What year is it?”
“Thanks! It’s a nineteen eighty-six.”
“Sweet. Li’l sissy car for a cute li’l sissy boi!”
“Thank you,” Kasey’s cheeks reddened.
Ralph took a turn down a side highway.
“Where are we going,” inquired a confused Kasey.
“Oh! We headin’ to Small Gap. I got a li’l local bank I use there for this type of stuff.”
They pulled up to a small, modular bank branch.
Inside, they were greeted by a twenty-something woman at a desk. “Welcome to Pine State Bank. How may I help you?”
“We just need to get something notarized,” explained Ralph.
“I can do that,” smiled the platinum-blonde-dye-job. “Do you both have your license?”
“We do!”
“Are either of you a customer of this bank?”
“No. How much is the fee?”
“Ten dollars per signee.”
“Good deal,” Ralph pulled out his wallet and produced a crispy Andrew Jackson.
The bank employee had the two sign the document in her presence. Then, she affixed the seal and made that notation in her state-mandated ledger.
Ralph and Kasey thanked the woman for her time and went back to the truck.
“Goddamn! You got me out here acting gay as fuck,” lamented K.O.
“You’re not gay, daddy! I’m the only gay one in this truck,” suggested Kasey.
“You damn right. I’m a hunnid percent real man!”
“Yes, daddy!”
“You got your own spot or do we need to get a room?”
“I live alone, daddy!”
“Tell me how to get there,” smiled Ralph.
“Yes, sir,” cooed the sassy bottom.
“Oh you stay in the old Stowe Factory,” checked Ralph.
“Yes, daddy!”
“They trying to make it gentrified as fuck over here.”
“I guess,” Kasey trailed off.
“It’s all good. I’m about to climb back in that ass. When we get in there, I want you to strip down naked.”
“Yes, sir!”
Kasey hopped out of the vehicle and led the way to the back stairs and up to the third floor.
“That ass is so perfect,” revealed K.O., smacking it repeatedly.
“Thank you!”
They entered apartment 3-A and Kasey offered something to drink. “I only have beer and water right now.”
“Beer’s fine!”
Kasey retrieved one from the fridge and took off the few clothes he had on.
Ralph buckled over with laughter. “Look at the li’l bitty dicklette.
“I know,” blushed Kasey.
“It’s all good. Lay on the bed so I can spank it with my big Black dick, white boi!”
Kasey backed up to his queen size bed and lay on his back.
K.O. mounted the slut and pulled out his massive dick. He spanked the tiny, rigid, one-inch pencil cock. “Who the hell could you ever fuck with that li’l thang?”
“No one,” admitted the host.
“Damn right! You was born to be fucked!”
“Yes, sir!”
“You ready for round two?”
“Oh yes!”
Ralph lifted Kasey’s legs and spat on the boy’s pink hole. He buried his hard male heat all the way to hilt.
“Oh my god,” whined Kasey.
“You can take it,” K.O. encouraged his receptive partner.
“Yes, sir! Taking all this big Black dick in my gay ass!”
“Hell yeah, pussyboy! Take it!”
Ralph thundered away while squeezing and tugging at Kasey’s impish clitty. “This is my ass, towel boi! Don’t you forget it. No matter how many other brothas fuck you, you still mine!”
“Yes, daddy,” giggled Kasey.
Ralph pummeled away for a few minutes before putting Kasey on all fours.
Kasey lifted his derriere.
K.O. admired it by spanking it and saying, “That ass is so sexy!”
“Thank you!”
Ralph moved behind the angelic tart and plunged back deep into the sissy.
Kasey arched into each of Ralph’s possessive long thrusts.
They made magic.
“Take this dick, big booty white boi!”
“Yes, sir! Fuck me, daddy!”
K.O. continued his onslaught with Kasey ending up flat on the bed. He hammered and pounded relentlessly as Kasey purred.
Pffffffft! Pffffffft! Pffffffft!
“That boipussy taklin’ to daddy,” Ralph celebrated.
“Hell yeah, daddy! Make that bussy fart!”
Pffffffft! Pffffffft! Pffffffft! Pffffffft!
It made copious amounts of noise as K.O. tore up the now open rectum.
“I’m finna nut again,” groaned K.O. “Uhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Arrggghhhh!”
He stood up and looked at Kasey’s dripping booty.
“Big pretty heart-shaped ass dripping out my nut!”
“Yes, sir,” cooed Kasey.
“I ain’t done with you yet,” Ralph roared and pounced back on the spent sissy boi.
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