Alex is on a workshop hostet by his employer in a remote location, not allowed to see any visitors. On the weekends they are allowed to go hiking in the forests around the facility. He texts Marlo his favourite callboy to meet him at a special location and convinces him with a big bonus additional his his regular pay. At the day the weather is very bad, heavy rain, but it doesnt stop alex. After a long hike he arrives with marlo already waiting for him they have hot sex in the heavy rain and the mud and wet leaves.

Chapter 1: Introduction

I pick up my phone, today has een the most boring day thus far at the workshop. I needed to blow some steam, weekend was arpund and I know a tight little speedo clad ass I'd like to fuck somewhere in the surrounding forests. I scrolled through my contacts, there he was Marlo.

I knew he wasn't a fan of the great outdoors, but I also knew he didn't mind a little adventure when it came with a fat bonus. I hit send on the text, "Hey Marlo, what's shakin'? I'm in the mood for some weekend fun. How about we meet up in the forest? I'll make it worth your while."

I leaned back in my chair, the sun was already dipping low, casting long shadows through the dense canopy. The forest was a fuckin' labyrinth, but I knew my way around. I'd had more than a few trysts out here.

The damp, earthy smell, the soft moss under your feet, the way the trees seemed to watch you, it all added to the thrill. My cock twitched at the thought of Marlo in his shiny, skin-tight speedo, his lean body glistening with sweat as he knelt in the mud, taking my cock deep. Fuck, I was already hard.

My phone buzzed, Marlo's name flashed across the screen. " Alex, hey. I'm in. But you're gonna have to make it really worth my while.

I ain't gonna lie, the forest ain't my jam. But for you, I'll make an exception.

I can't help but smirk as I type my reply, Can't blame a guy for trying. I've always loved pushing Marlo's buttons, and he knows it. He's got this way of teasing me, making me work for it, that just makes me want him more. It's a game we play, and I fucking love it.

I swipe my thumb across the screen, my pulse quickening as I wait for his response.

"Alright, how about this? I'll triple your usual rate. Plus, I'll let you pick out my speedo for the day. If that ain't enough, I don't know what is."

There, I've laid my cards on the table. The stakes are high, but so is the reward. I can already picture Marlo's face, that smirk he gets when he thinks he's won. He's a fucking looker, with those dishwater blonde locks and a body that screams 'fuck me'.

My phone buzzes again. "Triple rate and a speedo shopping spree?

Alright, alright, you've got yourself a deal, Alex. But don't think I won't be reminding you of this little adventure when I'm knee-deep in mud and your cock is deep in my throat."

I chuckle, "Oh, I wouldn't have it any other way, Marlo. In fact, I'm looking forward to it. Can't wait to see you on your knees, those pretty blue eyes looking up at me, begging for more."

I shift in my seat, my cock throbbing at the thought.

Marlo knows exactly what buttons to push, and he pushes them fucking hard. I can't wait to see him in action, all wet and muddy, his speedo clinging to his body like a fuckin' second skin.

I type out my reply, "You're such a little tease, Marlo. I like it. But you know I won't be the one begging, right? It's always you, on your knees, choking on my cock. Can't wait to hear those cute little gags when you can't take it anymore."

I lean forward, my heart pounding in my chest.

I can feel the anticipation building like a fucking pressure cooker. I know Marlo’s game, and I’m more than ready to play.

“I bet you’ll be the one moaning, though, won’t you? Once I’ve got you bent over that nearest tree, your ass in the air, begging for me to fuck you. That’s the way you like it, isn’t it, Marlo? Taking it like a good little slut.”

My thumb hovers over the send button, a wicked grin spreading across my face. I’m not holding back today.

Marlo can handle it, and he knows the rules. We play this game because we both like the rush. I hit send, and almost instantly, my phone buzzes again.

"Fuck, Alex, you're really asking for it, aren't you? Talking dirty like that, getting me all worked up. You know I love it when you treat me like your little bitch."

I smirk, letting my eyes wander around the room. I’m fucking hard as a rock now, and there’s no hiding it. The workshop suddenly feels too small, too tame. I want to be out there, in the mud, with Marlo.

I want to see him take my cock, hear his moans echo through the forest. I know exactly what he looks like when he's on his knees, eyes watering from the thickness of my cock in his throat. Fuck, I can almost taste it.

I type out another message, "That's right, Marlo. You're mine to use. I love it when you gag on my cock, when you choke and beg for more. You're my little whore, and I'm gonna use you good."

I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks, my cock aching in my pants.