Mr. Steele launched himself from the lifeguard’s chair and immediately dove into the water. A former Marine, he was still as active and spry. A strapping man, still very capable of strenuous physical activity as he’d been as a younger man in the service. Soon, Mr. Steele had reached the flailing youngster and grabbed the boy by the scruff, pulling him away from the mighty current—just in time.

Once safely back on the beach, Mr. Steele held the shivering boy close and asked him his name. Still seemingly in a state of shock from nearly getting pulled away forever by the ocean current, the twink could only look up at the concerned lifesaver’s face, shiver and gape. Finally, the boy regained composure just enough to offer a weak squeak that his name was Dex.

Mr. Steele beamed warmly and introduced himself to the petite boy. Once it was clear that Dex was going to be fine, the veteran lifeguard changed his tone and sternly admonished the boy for attempting to swim out so far. Dex cringed and admitted that he didn’t see the warning buoys until it was too late. What could he do to ever repay Mr. Steele for saving his life?

He assured the boy that watching out for the public was his job. No need to repay a man’s duty. Dex flung his arms around Mr. Steele and gave him a big hug. The former marine chuckled and briefly hugged the boy back. Then he noticed that Dex was more than just grateful—he was very much aroused.

Dex winked. He asked Mr. Steele if he had plans for the following day. Flabbergasted by the question, the older man proclaimed that it was his day off and so far had no specific plans. Dex’s grin widened and then he blushed. The suddenly-bashful twink asked Mr. Steele if he might be interested in spending the day together. You could have blown the colossal silver fox over with a feather.

The next day arrived. The tall, handsome, broad-shouldered hunk was everything little Dex found attractive in a guy. The bright-eyed cherub couldn’t keep his eyes off of him. In regards to the boy, Mr. Steele spent their date feeling like he had the winning lottery ticket in his front pocket.

Two hours had barely passed and the sexual tension between Dex and Mr. Steele just kept getting more intense by the minute. Finally, Dex grabbed Mr. Steele’s hand and confessed that he sorely wanted to take the older man home with him.

The king-size daddy was barely inside of the horny twink’s tiny apartment when Dex lured him over to the couch with a sultry smile. Mr. Steele figured he’d go right ahead and cash in on his amazing luck. He took the sweet-looking twink by the chin, tipped Dex’s face up towards his and leaned way, way down for the kiss that they both had been craving.

Dex’s hands were all over the silver daddy’s massive chest and torso. Soon, the horny boy was frantically trying to unbutton, unzip, and yank down Mr. Steele’s pants.

Dex licked Mr. Steele’s thick, fully erect shaft from base to tip. He swirled his tongue all around the hard daddy’s cockhead. Mr. Steele inhaled sharply, smacked his chops, and groaned with pleasure he had longed for. The boy’s clothes came flying off. Soon, Dex was holding his legs all the way back behind his head so as to give the towering man complete and full access to his puckering, pink twink hole.

Mr. Steele saw stars. As he plunged his mammoth cock in, all of the DILF’s carnal, animalistic instinct to dominate took over. His thrusts into the boy’s tight hole made both lovers shout with heavenly joy.

Dex rolled his eyes into the back of his head as the world spun with every supercharged slam inside him. The young twink had only ever dreamt of being completely dominated by a big, beefy daddy like Mr. Steele. He never expected his dreams to come true!.

Mr. Steele could feel his impending orgasm rumble deep in his loins. He told Dex to hop off the couch onto the floor and get into the doggy position. Mr. Steele then grabbed his bobbing, drooling daddy dick and placed the head against Dex’s smooth hole.The well-fucked twink took a long, shuddering breath. He clung to the carpet as best he could, looked back with sheer craving, and begged Mr. Steele not to wait even one second longer!