Three weeks after Timmy had still not been able to find another job, Godfrey’s true motives were revealed, as Timmy had anticipated. Best of all, being the control freak that Godfrey was, Timmy was heaven sent. Subsequently, Godfrey had not been too lucky until Timmy’s arrival, whom he was totally sure was gay. Sadly, they moved on after several months. What amused him most about them was that they were unaware of one another’s duplicity. Before long, he was fucking both of them. The one worked night shifts and the other had a daytime job. Three years before, he had rented an apartment to two guys. Godfrey owned several apartments blocks and in the preceding years, he had often got lucky with gay tenants. He was equally comfortable fucking both men and women. Although he predominantly fucked women, Godfrey never suffered from gender paralysis when it came to sex. Godfrey had a very open-minded approach to sex. Interestingly enough, however, the prospect of what was unfolding began to frighten Timmy less and less. With every passing day, however, Timmy knew that his financial position was drawing him further back into the abyss, which he thought he had escaped from. In all honesty, Godfrey was certainly not the Prince Charming of Timmy’s dreams, and also reminded Timmy far too much of the boorish guys from his past. In what psychoanalysts would most probably refer to as a form of Stockholm syndrome, Timmy found himself becoming ensnared by this new comfortable existence. As these hugs became more and more intimate, Timmy began to realise that Godfrey would soon start taking things further. Every time Timmy would bemoan the fact that he had once more been unsuccessful in finding a job during the day, Godfrey would sympathetically hug him. In addition, Godfrey’s behaviour toward Timmy now seemed to be increasingly salacious. What was also perplexing to Timmy was that Godfrey appeared to be revelling in Timmy’s misfortune, and it was almost as if Godfrey wanted him to fail. Naturally, Timmy was trying his best to find a new job, but given his brief and unsuccessful employment history, this was proving to be impossible. Not only did Timmy have a roof over his head, but bags of groceries and pocket money was now also regularly being left in his apartment. Timmy even felt that he may have misjudged Godfrey and that he wasn’t such a bad guy after all. Upon explaining this dilemma to Godfrey, Timmy was surprised by how relaxed Godfrey was when Timmy was unable to pay his weekly rent. After two months and three written warnings at his new job, Timmy was fired for having a bad attitude. Sadly, some people are just born shit magnets, and Timmy was at the head of that class.
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Uncomfortable as this made Timmy, he simply had no choice in the matter. Given the fact that Timmy was under twenty-one, Godfrey had insisted on retaining Timmy’s identity document and driver's licence as collateral.
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His landlord was a bulky alpha, named Godfrey. The apartment he rented was skanky, but it was all he could afford. Timmy’s crowning glory, however, was a mop of golden blond hair. His petite frame was very fair, and his skin, flawless. He had an excellent body with a lovely bubble butt. He was simply used as a fuck-toy by them, and found the quickie sexual interactions with them rather unfulfilling. He did not miss the pawing of these guys who only ever used him for their own selfish gratification. Timmy was very happy to get away from his family and start his own life. Resultantly, giving a blowjob certainly beat the hell out of having a thick ear or fat lip.Īfter failing his penultimate year at school, Timmy got a job as a cashier in a neighbouring town. Unfortunately, being of smaller of stature he was like a magnet to the rough bi-curious guys in the neighbourhood. Unlike his brothers, who all looked like their dad, Timmy was the best looking of the bunch and took after his mother. The two older brothers were both plumbers, and his younger brother was so stupid that Timmy’s parents even believed that he wouldn’t even be able to get a job sweeping streets.
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Timmy had three siblings, two older brothers and one a year younger than him. Timmy came from a family where brain cells were in short supply, and to put it mildly, they were a bunch of dumb-fucks.