The nervous twink lays down on the padded table stomach-first, and the pepper-haired massage specialist gets to work. Mr. Stone rubs oil into the jock-boy's flesh, coating it slowly with firm rubs. He squeezes Serg's tight little waist in his strong palms. He then works his way up, squeezing and kneading the luscious muscles of Serg's toned shoulders, before climbing back down to the boy's round rump.

He gives particular attention to those full cheeks. Serg's plump ass is one of the hottest things he's ever seen! Mr. Stone massages them lovingly, working his hands around each globe, and pressing his thumb firmly down between the crack and across the boy’s taint. Serg moans softly and wriggles around on the table.

Mr. Stone does this kind of thing all day long. He knows every inch of a person by the time he's done rubbing them down. When he flips Serg over to work the twink's front, he's pleased to see that there are a few more inches ready to be known! His tiny client has a huge hard-on - evidence of a job well done.

With the heat of his DILF package resting near Serg's face, Mr. Stone rubs down the boy's chest, stomach, and loins. Serg's cock bounces with electric excitement at every micro-movement of his masseur’s strong hands, and eventually, it all proves to be too much for the boy. With a moan of need, he nuzzles the bulge next to his head. Mr. Stone smiles; he's more than happy, and prepared to give his client everything he wants.

Mr. Stone fishes his cock out of his shorts and jockstrap, then stuffs it in Serg's mouth. The twink jock laps at the daddy dick hungrily while the massage therapist rubs his hands dutifully along the boy's body. He repositions the jock on all fours and begins giving Serg’s ass a deep-tissue massage. To massage deeper still, though, he spreads the tiny jock's cheeks and presses his thick fingers into the cute tight hole, in and out, one at a time.

Serg squirms around on the table. Panting turns to moaning turns to whimpering as Mr. Stone fingers the boy’s hole, bites his rump, and spits in his ass. When Mr. Stone lifts the twink back to face him, it's obvious this is no longer billable time - Daddy starts making out with his fun-sized boy, stroking that boy-dick and smothering his handsome face between Mr. Stone's hairy pecs.

Lust rips the clothes off both. The older man folds Serg's legs over his shoulders and eats out his ass. Satisfied that his boy's hole is suitably coated in saliva and oil, the DILF presses his dick deep into the tiny jock. He gives the boy's pecs a thorough rub down—one that stays in pace with the rhythm of his jackhammer dick deep into Serg's colon.

Serg's body yearns for the pulse of Mr. Stone's huge dick. The petite jock moans eagerly at every new inch of thick cock sliding inside him. As Mr. Stone thrusts deeper into the warm confines of Serg's hot little rectum, the DILF gyrates his hips and speeds the pace. He fucks Serg in every position his racing mind can think of, and the horny, limber twink is more than ready to assume each new position.

Serg's eyes roll back in his head as Mr. Stone slams his cock balls deep into the twink's asshole. In sync, they writhe and hump, until finally the DILF professional can't take it anymore - he pulls out, points his dick across the twink's abs, and strokes out his final victory shot. After he shoots his load, he sticks his dick right back into the jock's hole and pulls Serg’s head up for a long, deep kiss. He tastes the boy melting in his mouth, and knows for sure he's earned another repeat customer!