Mr. Knight loves his job. He ran a successful lawn maintenance business and found satisfaction in transforming his clients’ cluttered, overgrown yards into clean, pristine landscapes. There was also the advantage of being able to hire only the most qualified, hard-working and good-looking (!!!) gardeners he could find.
Speaking of handsome, Mr. Knight unexpectedly found such a man in the form of his newest hire, a talented gardener named Milo. Just a few weeks ago, the dark-haired Latina beauty shyly walked into Mr. Knight’s office looking for a landscaping job. At first, Mr. Knight mistook Milo for a teenager due to his extremely small size and height.
Milo surprised the landscaper by informing him that he was in his early twenties. Milo learned the art of gardening from his grandparents. He decided to apply for a job with Mr. Knight’s organization, in part because of the company’s excellent reputation. Secretly, however, he also signed up because he thought Mr. Knight was extremely sexy.
For as long as he could remember, Milo had a thing for tall guys. And not just taller than him, but very tall; skyscrapers of men. This fixation sometimes made finding a mate a bit tricky. Milo, who was just 5 feet 7 inches tall, was constantly mistaken for a high school student. He often found himself reassuring the men he desired that he was not prison bait.
To Milo, Mr. Knight was perfect. It was really exciting that her new boss – and crush – was super tall. Milo had seen Mr. Knight outside one nice, random day, shirtless, with the DILF wearing tight jeans. Sweat dripped down the boy’s thin chest. The young man knew he needed it!
So Milo woke up very early in the morning, arrived at the workplace before everyone else and waited patiently for Mr. Knight’s arrival. Much to Mr. Knight’s surprise (and pleasure), the super cutie was already in the yard – waiting, at the what it looked like.
“What are you doing here so early?” Mr. Knight asked. Was it strange that his heart was beating a little faster? It wasn’t just his heart rate that increased. The sight of Milo, barely reaching the boss’s chest in terms of height, caused an unexpected thrill.
“I was waiting for you,” Milo said with a crooked smile.
That was all Mr. Knight needed to hear. He smiled widely and wrapped his arm around young Milo. The boss led the little one to the woodshed, where they could be alone and undisturbed – at least until the rest of the crew arrived. They both knew this and started undressing as fast as they could!
Knight was impressed by how well endowed and large Milo’s throbbing erection was – particularly in contrast to the diminutive size of the rest of his body. However, it was Milo’s wide-eyed reaction at the sight of Mr. Knight’s gigantic cock that elicited the greatest excitement from both of them!
Mr. Knight loved the way Milo dropped to his knees and used his wet mouth and tongue to pleasure him. After just a few minutes of this electric attention, Mr. Knight felt primal lust begin to take control. He lifted Milo to his feet, spun him around, and fell to his knees. He thrust his hungry tongue deep into Milo’s tight sphincter. Milo grabbed the nearest support within arm’s reach and screamed in ecstasy.
Very soon, Milo thought, his entrance’s bath was over. Mr. Knight stood up. He pointed his baseball bat at Milo’s now slippery hole. The delirious young man took a long, deep breath and prepared to enter.
Mr. Knight’s head had barely penetrated Milo’s tiny, tight entrance when both guys gasped at the sensation. Milo had fantasized about this moment countless times and thought he would be ready, but damn! Mr. Knight was huge! However, the little twink loved every slow and steady inch his gigantic lover pushed into him.
Somehow, Mr. Knight reached the hilt of Milo’s tiny shiny ass. The two lovers took a moment to have fun there. They kissed deeply. For a second, Mr. Knight didn’t know whether he should fuck the young man fast or slow – which pace would best celebrate this achievement? What he did know was that Milo was easily the tightest boy he’d ever been with, and it didn’t really matter if he fucked his ass at any particular speed. What mattered, what really mattered, was that Milo was an excellent hire and would earn his salary again, and again, and again…
