The morning began as usual for Luke– brimming with hope and determination. However, today felt different. There was something in the air, almost tangible. Luke knew instinctively that today would change everything, either for better or worse. As he made his way to another day of classes, his heart raced, his palms sweaty. This feeling, however, was quickly replaced by excitement when he focused on the fact that there was going to be a local fashion photography and modeling event happening tonight and that he was going to attend.
Luke had been trying his best to kick off a career in modeling. At twenty years old, he was the campus hottie. Practically everyone that crossed paths with him would describe him as the hottest guy they had ever seen. Despite this, he had trouble starting up a modeling career. He had been trying for months to get noticed by talent agents, photographers and brands through posting on social media, but he could not catch a break, until now. By chance, a friend who knew about Luke's modeling aspirations told him that the events venue his parents ran was catering to a Photography and Modeling workshop + showcase on Friday Night, and that his father was able to pull some strings and get Luke in. Well today was Friday, and he was going to make the most of this opportunity.
Luke arrived early at the venue in his best pair of slacks that showed off his plump yet tight ass and a black mesh/fishnet polo that showed off his lean physique; his washboard abs and firm pecs, which he gained from his efforts on the University's Swim Team and the gym, visible through his top. He was eagerly anticipating the opportunity to impress potential clients and showcase his skills and good looks. However, despite being the hottest guy in a room full of models, he was not being asked to participate in any of the workshops and showcases.
Feeling frustrated, he head to the restroom to splash some cold water on his face, passing a small group of models standing near the restroom. On his way out, he heard some of the models talking about him and the lack of attention he was getting. They mentioned that no matter how attractive he was, he wasn't going to get anywhere without having the right connections. It dawned on Luke that since he was only able to get in the event through his friend's dad, he had no real connections here, and that he would have to actively work on creating some. To make himself more visible, Luke strategically positioned himself near the entrance where most people walked through.
Just then, he spotted a man who appeared to be organizing a photo shoot. He was middle-aged, around fifty-five Luke guessed, and was terribly obese and ugly. He looked like a greasy scumbag that would take advantage of anyone he could. Luke did not like to judge people based on their looks, but this guy just instantly gave off that vibe. Luke looked around, trying to find if there was some indication of who this man was. He eventually saw the signage near the entrance showing a picture of the man, captioned: Richard Miller - Senior Photographer and Talent Scout at Elite Models Management. Luke knew if there was anyone here that could help him kick off his modeling career, it would be this Richard Miller.
Introducing himself, Luke expressed interest in participating in one such session, hoping it might help further establish his portfolio. The man looked him up and down, appraising his good looks. Aside from the spectacular ass and body shown off by his outfit, Luke had the most attractive face Richard had ever laid his eyes on. Sexy, handsome and cute all at the same time, with flawless fair skin, perfectly styled blond hair and the coolest blue eyes. It wasn't long before he nodded at Luke in approval. "Alright, kid," he said, eyeing Luke appreciatively. "We could use someone like you." Ecstatic yet cautious due to the predatory aura he was getting from Richard, Luke happily obliged. Little did he know what lay ahead.
As they worked together throughout the evening, Richard seemed to grow increasingly infatuated with Luke's striking physique and captivating presence. At the end of the event, Richard invited Luke over to his apartment for another photoshoot. He said that Luke had been a wonderful subject and that he would like to continue shooting him, free of charge, and that Luke could use photos for his portfolio, and all without the pressure of all those people in the event around. He said this would make Luke's work even better than it already was. Luke was hesitant to take Richard up on this offer.
The guy looked like a scumbag and he wasn't naive, he knew what these kinds of men often wanted from aspiring models like himself. But he couldn't turn down this opportunity after working so hard to catch a break. He told himself that if Richard propositioned him with something he was uncomfortable with, he would just say no. And with that, he agreed to head over with Richard to his apartment.
It started out like any other photoshoot. The lack of an audience and the wine Richard served helped Luke relax, which really made his poses and his facial expressions much better than back at the event. Things were going great and Luke began to think the night would turn out perfectly until Richard started to get a little handsy. It started with him putting his hands on Luke, to put him in the poses he wanted for the photos. There didn't seem to be anything out of the norm with the photographer guiding his model into different poses. However, after a few shots, Luke noticed that Richard's hands would linger on his body longer and longer, and his touch becoming more firm each time. It was obvious to Luke that Richard was feeling him up, but it wasn't too bad and he let him continue to do so.
Things got a little more uncomfortable when Richard suggested they move to the bedroom and Luke strip down to his underwear so they could take some shots on the bed as practice for underwear brands and so he would have some underwear shots for his portfolio. Stripping down to his underwear was one thing. That would obviously be something he would be doing a lot as a model...but in Richard's bedroom?!
Luke thanked him for the offer but politely declined. However, Richard insisted, saying that Luke's primary work as a model would more than likely be with underwear brands given his amazing physique, and these were among the highest paying jobs, so he might as well get those kinds of photos for his portfolio while he has the chance. Richard was right, and Luke knew it. He may have been a fat old sleazebag, but he was a skilled and well-respected photographer based on the quick web search Luke did during the car ride over to Richard's place.
As much as he was creeped and grossed out by the situation he was in, he wasn't in a place to turn down Richard. Luke all but gulped his glass of wine to help calm his nerves. Was this his fourth or his fifth that night? He wasn't sure anymore, but whatever helped him get through this.
After half an hour of photo talking, and touching Luke under the guise of positioning him for poses, Richard put down his camera and started caressing Luke unabashedly. Despite his initial repulsion towards Richard’s lewd advances, Luke found himself succumbing to the temptation of getting a jumpstart for his modeling career. The desire in each of them was undeniable; one fueled by lust and the other fueled by ambition. With a yet another bottle of wine shared among them, the lines between professionalism and boundaries had become dangerously blurred.
Richard took off his shirt, revealing a flabby, greasy, obese body which made Luke gag a bit. He did his best not to make it apparent that he was repulsed by the older man. He leaned in closer, running his calloused fingers across Luke's smooth skin, squeezing his pecs. The tiniest of moans escaped Luke's mouth, born from the surprise and the pleasure of having his pecs played with. The passion and desire in Richard's touch grew stronger with every caress and shivers went down Luke's spine until he felt Richard's lips press on his. He let Richard peck on his lips, but kept them firm and closed.
A few seconds in, the kiss became more aggressive. Richard began forcing Luke's mouth open with his tongue until the young stud finally relented and let him in. There was a hunger in Richard that Luke had never experienced before. He was bisexual and had been with both girls and guys (although he could count the number of guys he'd been with in one hand). He was the hottest guy on campus, so he had a lot of sex. It practically came crawling to his doorstep. Yet he had never felt anyone want and desire him as much as Richard did at this moment.
Richard was devouring his mouth with such gusto and passion that Luke inadvertently found himself reciprocating the sleazy old man's kiss, even sucking on the fat, rigid tongue that kept snaking its way into his mouth. To his surprise, Luke realized his cock was rock hard and had gathered a small amount of precum at the tip.
He immediately felt guilt and shame. How the fuck did he have a hard on...did he leak precum...from kissing this fat old scumbag that was clearly using his position to take advantage of him? Why was he now kissing Richard with as much passion as Richard was kissing him? These thoughts and more all started racing in his head and he just about had the mind to push Richard off and make a run for it when he felt the old man's hand grip his cock, and he immediately froze.
Richard had felt the hesitation in Luke at that moment. He realized what Luke must have been thinking. He's bed a good number of aspiring young models in his time so he could recognize when the shame of what was happening hit them. He could recognize when the shame of realizing they enjoyed it hit them. And he knew how to keep them hooked. Taking the precum that had leaked out, he began stroking Luke's shaft up and down. Firmly at first, then more gently and loosely, then firm and strong again, while still maintaining their passionate kissing.
Luke was bewildered. The constant change in pressure on his dick along with the mouth ravaging his own began to make him feel the lust building up inside him, and he found himself moaning into the older man's mouth.
The wine and the pleasure he was receiving made short work of his inhibitions and self-control. So when Richard put his hands on Luke's head and nudged it downwards, Luke went with it.
Richard guided Luke's face with his hands, making him kiss down his neck down to the middle of his chest, and then to each nipple, making the stud give them a good lick and suck. Then further down they went, making a quick stop at his belly, making sure to press the boy's face in it for a second or two, before pushing him even lower until he was face to face with his crotch.
Luke had sucked dick before on the few occasions he'd been with a men, but none of it prepared him for the fat hog in front of him. His bush wasn't overly long or thick, but it stank of a putrid stench. On top of that, Richard's entire groin region was sweaty as hell. Luke didn't think he could do it.
Richard noticed the hesitation and grabbed the hair on the back of Luke's head and made him look into his eyes. He could see the wheels turning in the boy's head, having an internal crisis on whether he should give in to Richard. But Richard knew he would, he could see it in his eyes. They just stared at each other for what felt like eternity to Luke, and then Richard said it. "Suck me, boy."
On hearing those words, it was as if a spell was placed on him. All his apprehensions vanished, he closed his eyes and then his mouth was immediately on Richard's hard cock. It had a horrible smell, but Luke had no desire to stop. To his delight, Luke realized that Richard was longer than he first seemed to be. Although he was thick, he clocked his dick at around 4 1/2" inches. But Luke found that there was more dick that was hidden, buried in fat pad of Richard's crotch. In total, Richard was around 6 1/2". Luke dove into the fatty crotch and sucked it like his life depended on it.
Richard looked down at the sight in front of him with a sense of pride and accomplishment. Here he was, an obese middle-aged man with the hottest boy he's seen in his life down on his knees, sucking on his cock like it was the fountain of life. The boy may not have been all that experienced, but his lust and desire to suck made the blowjob so good, possibly the best Richard had ever had. Or at least, the best that he could remember.
Feeling his knees starting to tremble, partly due to the immense pleasure of Luke's mouth on his dick, but also partly due to his immense weight, Richard led Luke back to the bed where he laid down. Richard, eyes still closed, kissed around Richard's crotch until his mouth found his dick, and immediately he began slobbering on it again.
Richard could tell that Luke's jaws were beginning to ache and tire because his mouth had loosened up on his dick quite a bit, but was still bobbing up and down and slobbering over it with as much enthusiasm as when he started. He had to give the boy props, he really was giving it his everything, and Richard was enjoying it so much. Too much in fact. He could feel himself getting closer to orgasm. It was so fucking good...but he wasn't done yet. He couldn't be. Not until he got a chance to fuck that sweet ass.
Richard pulled Luke up so that he was lying on him, then gave him a deep kiss, which Luke hungrily reciprocated. While eating each other's faces, Richard wet his middle finger with the saliva on his dick from Luke's intense blowjob, and then slowly pressed into his ass.
Luke moaned into Richard as he was hit by a sudden pressure as he felt the finger make it's way into his ass. He had only been with guys and bottomed a few times so this normally would have been painful, but with the copious amount of alcohol he drank plus the overwhelming lust he was experiencing, the finger in his ass felt so good.
Richard slowly added a second finger, and then a third, keeping Luke distracted from any discomfort by shoving his tongue down the boys mouth. He started sliding his fingers in and out of the stud, slowly at first but gradually increasing the pace until he was full on finger banging Luke.
At this point, Richard flipped their positions so that Luke was on his back and he was on his knees, then lifted Luke's legs onto his shoulders so he had direct access to the most beautiful hole he had seen. His dick still slick from the sloppy blowjob Luke gave him, and Luke's hole nice and primed from the finger fuck, Richard pressed his dickhead at the entrace, slowly burrowing in until with a pop, the head had penetrated and Luke gave a loud gasp of surprise and pleasure. Richard pushed more and more of himself inside Luke until he was balls deep in him. He slowly pulled out and then shoved it back in. Slowly out, then quickly back in. Again and again he did this until they had a steady rhythm.
Again and again he did this until he was sure Luke was opened and acclimated enough to take a real pounding. And with that, he started to plow like a madman. Luke, despite being disgusted at himself for letting Richard use him this way, had no choice but to surrender to the man. He tried to tell himself it was all to get ahead in the industry, but his hard dick leaking precum told him it wasn't the truth...he was someone deriving pleasure from this.
It wasn't just solely about sex anymore, the power dynamic helped ignite a flame within them. Luke submitted fully, giving himself over entirely to Richard's dominance, driven by the thrill that came with surrendering to the darker side of desire. Richard skillfully plowed Luke in various positions, leaving him a moaning mess. Every moan that escaped Luke's lips sent shivers coursing through Richard's veins. He still couldn't believe he was fucking this divine looking stud. His position in the industry had given him access to a lot of hot aspiring models in the past, but none as attractive as Luke.
They were so lost in the haze of erotic ecstasy that all sense of time seemed to escape them. Each thrust pounded deeper into Luke's core, driving him mad with pleasure. Still, Luke wanted more. He wanted Richard's cock in him more than anything else. He couldn't deny how arousing being used was. His sudden desire to be used by such an unsightly man surpassed all boundaries.
Taking matters into his own hands, Luke grabbed hold of Richard's neck and forcefully pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss. With raging hunger consuming them both, they continued to ravage each other relentlessly.
"Fuck me harder!" Luke demanded, clenching his teeth. Richard took it as a challenge, pushing Luke onto the ground roughly, pinning him beneath his immense body weight. Feeling Luke's cock pressed against his fat belly, Richard smirked devilishly, pleased and proud a man that looked like he did could make a man that looked like Luke did hard and leak precum. He held onto Luke's hips firmly, making sure the younger boy stayed put. Then, rougly, deliberately, he rammed himself as deep as he possibly could inside Luke's hole. Luke cried out in pain and pleasure, biting his lip to suppress screams. But Richard didn't stop. Onward he went, filling Luke with every inch of his length.
The sensation of being stretched beyond limits and Richard's dick rubbing against his spot nonstop stirred something primal within Luke, turning him feral underneath Richard's touch. He could hear his heartbeat pounding loudly, echoing throughout the room. Unable to take the pressure building deep within, Luke let out a throaty cry, followed by a string of profane words escaping his mouth.
Emboldened by Luke's reaction, Richard picked up the pace, taking Luke roughly and aggressively. It was clear Luke was struggling, fighting off waves of intense sensations crashing through his system. Yet, there was also a perverse thrill in submitting to Richard's brutality. Every stroke pushed Luke closer to the edge, heightening his awareness of the forbidden nature of their encounter. Emotions warred within him, terror and exhilaration intertwined, creating a heady mix that left him utterly spellbound. The thought of giving up his beautiful self to this pudgy old man filled him with thrill and excitement. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before.
Everything about this moment was intoxicating, seductive, terrifying, and liberating simultaneously. Time seemed to have stopped altogether. Richard continued his assault on Luke's hole, moving in and out of him relentlessly. Feeling a familiar urge rising, Luke began grinding his hips to meet Richard's thrusts, seeking release alongside him. Their movements became more frantic, punctuated by sharp intakes of breath and loud gasps.
As the tempo increased, the air turned heavy with anticipation. It was obvious that neither one of them could wait any longer; their bodies were yearning for completion. And soon enough, it finally arrived. With one last powerful thrust, Richard released his seed deep within, flooding Luke’s bowels. A hot wave of euphoria washed over him, causing Luke's entire body to tremble uncontrollably. He arched his back instinctively, gripping the sheets tightly with one hand and jerked himself to completion with the other.
The feeling of sheer intensity spread across his skin like wildfire, causing goosebumps to form on his arms and legs. The heat emanating from Richard's body radiated off him, intensifying the sensation. And just like that, Richard plopped off of Luke and remained laying beside him, heaving from the exertion of their tryst. Luke struggled to regain composure while trying to process what happened. His mind raced ahead, wondering whether this would change him forever. Yet, somehow, the thought of being used like this again stirred something in him.
As reality set back in, so did the guilt. Luke looked around the dimly lit room, barely recognizable now. Discarded clothes strewn about, sheets and pillows scattered around, combined with sweat-soaked bodies molded together, created a stark contrast to the pristine life he was living prior to this night. What had transpired here? Did he really only follow it through until the end to further his career, or did he truly end up enjoying it? The questions circled voraciously in his brain, refusing to dissipate easily. Meanwhile, the cool night air blew through the open window, providing temporary relief from the heat generated by their passionate encounter, helping calm him down a bit. He could not fully make sense of things right now. But if there was one thing he was sure of, is that this was only the beginning.
Stay tuned for the next chapter!
