Paying the rent

Simon was looking forward to the ring of the doorbell, and when it
came he jumped with a start and looked around him hoping the flat was
tidy and welcoming.

He walked to his front door and opened it to reveal his landlord, Mr
George Franks.

"Well, are you going to let me in, or what?" demanded Franks his
wrinkled brow frowning and huge white bushy eyebrows arching over blue
eyes that positively glowered. Pushing past the young man he strode
purposefully into the sitting room and after dropping his leather case
onto the floor sand into the settee with a grunt.

Sink he most certainly did, as well. For he was a large framed man of
57 years of age, carrying at least four stone more in weight than was
good for him. He leant back into the leather couch, belly spilling
onto his lap as he watched Simon shuffle into the room after him and
perch on the arm of the remaining chair.

"So.....I take it from our phone call that you have no money for
me.....Again!" The last word was snapped out of his mouth with a
sharpness that made Simon wince. "You do remember what I said last
month, Simon?"

"Yes" said Simon, looking dejected.

"Well?"

Simon repeated the words that had been left ringing in his ears at
their last meeting. "If I didn't come up with the money this month
then I would be out on my ear."

"Do you want to be evicted, Simon?"

"Hardly." The young man looked at George Franks questioningly. There
had been a hint in that question, and he hoped he was guessing
correctly.

"Well, I insist on payment today. Give me what I want and I'll let you stay."

Simon leant forward hope arriving in leaps and bounds. "But you know I
haven't got any....."

"Your not listening are you?" Franks voice had an edge to it that
raised Simon's eyes to meet his and to see him smiling.

"I don't understand......" Began Simon - understanding all too
well. "I said if you give m what I want then you can stay, at least
for another month." He raised his hand to cut off any comment from
Simon and sat there looking at the young man. "It's a question of what
I want, really."

Simon flushed furiously, hope and expectation mingled into
excitement. His secret life had come to the attention of George
Franks, after all! "Well, does this mean that........." Simon's voice
tailed off.

"Lets just say I swing both ways - always have and always will" Franks
smiled as he saw the dawning comprehension on the young mans face. "So
do you want to be evicted tonight or do you want to provide me with a
few, well.......favours, shall we say?"

With that he casually leant back and began unzipping his flies, his
fingers quickly revealing his soft, pink, yet still sizeable, penis
and flopping it into his lap. "Come on now Simon with a bit of effort
on your part you could even enjoy yourself tonight." He laughed, white
teeth gleaming in his leery smile. " My wife is away, so I can even
stay over, if you're a very lucky boy!"

Simon was frozen in shock and surprise. He could think of nothing but
the sight of his landlord in front of him. As he lounged on the couch,
penis hardening in his hands, fat belly heaving, a dirty smile playing
over the ruddy, red features and grey white hair swept back in a
grease streaked style. This was something from his wildest dreams and
for a second he seemed unable to think or move.

Franks spoke again - lowering his voice, yet speaking in a commanding
fashion he said "Come on now, Simon, get over here ."

Almost before he know what he was doing, Simon got up and walked over
to the older man, his mind whirling in hope, fear, surprise and a
strange feeling in his stomach.

"Kneel down" He knelt down on the carpet in front of his landlord.

Then two strong hands grabbed his head, fingers holding onto his ears
and he felt himself pulled downwards into Franks lap. His mouth opened
automatically and suddenly it was in his mouth. The penis, by now hard
and blood filled, was a big one, probably about eight inches long and
quite wide as well. He almost gagged on it as hands forced his head
down further while fat hips thrust upwards to fill his mouth to
capacity.

"Aaaaaaaaaagh" sighed the 57 year old man as shivers ran up his spine,
caused by the pleasure he felt as Simon began to suck him in
earnest. This was what he had been wanting ever since he had laid eyes
on his young tenant. This and a lot more besides, and now he was going
to get what he wanted, just like he usually did.

Quickly Simon began to get used to what was happening to him and gave
the cock the attention that one so well proportioned deserved. Hearing
the sighs and moans of the man above him he kept to his task, the
taste of the cock becoming better and better, musky and manly and
filling his whole mouth.

He sucked and then pulled away in order to lick the shaft up and down,
nibbling and licking before going back to sucking and sucking.

"Oh, you love it, don't you." Grunted Franks fingers kneading the
shiny brown hair of the younger man. He reached down and undid his
belt and trouser buttons and then his boxer short buttons. "My balls,
suck my balls, now" He told Simon.

Who did as he was bid, one hand holding onto the rock hard shaft while
the other cupped the pendulous balls, framed in a greying bush of
pubic hair. He took one into his mouth and rolled it around, gently
pulling it a little, causing a gasp of surprise from above him, before
transferring the other ball into his mouth and giving that the same
treatment.

"Uh, that's good, boy oh boy that's good" Laughed Franks " We are
going to have such a good time, oh yes.....uh.....oh......yes so much
you can give me, so much I can give you, that's a good boy, oh yes."

While Simon was sucking away furiously it took George a few seconds to
pull his jacket and shirt off, and then he stood up, Simon still
connected to his cock and sucking away, loving every second of the
glorious pre-cum dripping into him.

George slipped down his trousers and pants and pulled Simon to his
feet, fingers pulling and grabbing as they ripped off they're
remaining clothes. A long and passionate kiss, tongues, tasting,
teasing and licking, followed as they stood there in the room, buck
naked, hands and fingers, grabbing and ******* each other.

Not even bothering with the bedroom they fell to the floor and Simon
felt the enormous, yet so welcome, weight of George on him as they
kissed, licked, sucked and grabbed each other.

"Want, you, baby, gonna have you." The older man grunted as he leant
over Simon. "You want me? You want daddy to fuck you?"

"Oh yes!" Simon laughed, he was in sex heaven, now.

In a trice he was turned over, strong hands pulling his cheeks apart
and one finger pushed into his ass, making him squeal with delight,
shock and anticipation.

George knelt over the quivering, delightful, young ass and gently
inserted just the tip of his gleaming and throbbing cockhead.

"Oooooh" moaned Simon as he felt his rosebud breached, just a bit, he
knew from all the sucking, just how big it was, could he take the
thick, 8 inches of man meat? "Go on..."

Grabbing him by the hips and bracing himself George thrust deep into
the young man, with one fast shove of his fat ass.

Their voices met in joint shouts of delight and shock as he began to
pump in and out, in and out. Simons breathing was ragged and harsh as
the enormity of what he was taking inside him made itself very
clear. Intense firey pleasure burnt into him as the full weight of
George fell onto him and into him.

Their bodies moved in quick, uncontrolled spasmodic motions each lost
in their own world, George delighting in the sensations as his huge
old cock rampaged in and out of the tight fitting ass beneath him, his
fat, white haired, body thrusting and pushing, hands gripping Simons
shoulders now as he rode the young, lithe, bucking body beneath him.

Simon was yelling aloud with pleasure, alive with sensation as the
heavy, body ground into him and the lovely, blood gorged cock rammed
it's way into him, he was being taken, ridden, fucked in the only way
he liked to be, by a glorious, fat, powerful old guy.

Soon, so soon they both felt it about to happen, as the older man
rammed home yet another thrust Simon twisted his neck around as far as
possible and their lips and tongues met for an instant as with one
last shuddering push George came in a massive spurting explosion,
shouting aloud as his cum shot out of him, filling the young man who
screamed as well. In pure ecstasy as the feeling of hot liquid fire
filled him and triggered his own coming as well.

They slumped down, still joined and silent for at least a minute, then
they pulled apart and rolled together again, face to face, arms and
legs locking together followed by lips and tongues joining in a long
passionate kiss.