Legrand’s son Jon is a handsome young man. I would love to get my dick in him, but I feel like I need to tread carefully around the boss’ son, even though I know for a fact Legrand has already taken the boy’s cherry. I’m guessing Jon has been talking to the other boys and decided he needed his own turn taking my big dick. I take new boys nice and slow though, just in case I’m the largest man they’ve given their ass up to. Of course, I didn’t need to worry about that with Jon. Legrand is one of the few men who can match me. If anything, he might even be a bit larger. I tried to remind Jon that he was Legrand’s son. He just said that his dad was too busy fucking the other boys to care what he did. That was all the green light I needed. I pulled Jon onto my lap and started getting acquainted with his smooth, soft body. As much as I like to fuck, these boys are not just tight holes to dump a load in, although I’m happy to fill them up. No, they are works of art, four-course meals, fine scotch, to be enjoyed slowly, completely, deeply, from top to bottom. Damn! I do love those bottoms, though. I could tell it was going to take a lot of eating and fingering to get my cock into this one. That was fine with me. It was past time for my afternoon snack, and I was feeling hungry.