I got an urgent message from resident Serg Shepard in apartment A101, proclaiming that a lightbulb had gone out and needed changing. I chuckled and shook my head—these Gen Z kids can’t do anything on their own. But needless to say, it was my job as the apartment complex handyman to respond when duty called.
When Serg opened the door to let me into the apartment, I could immediately see why this young man needed assistance. To say he was short would be generous. Next to my gargantuan height and broad shoulders, little Serg nearly fit inside the palm of my hand. As I changed the lightbulb for the lithe twink, I couldn’t help but notice him staring at me…with a huge boy boner that he wasn’t even trying to conceal!
As he thanked me, he moved a bit closer to where I was standing. The smile never once left his face as he openly gazed at me. Honestly, I started getting the butterflies, but before I let them overtake me, I leaned way down and went in for a big kiss.
God, what came next was a dream cum true. The teeny twink insatiably explored my entire body with his doll-sized hands. Somehow, he gave me a deepthroat blowjob with that impossibly small mouth…wow. But that wasn’t even the best part! His puckering, strawberry boyhole was just the sweet oasis I needed…
