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Part 4

“Shane, I want you to meet someone…” said McKinley, opening his office door and beckoning Shane towards him. Shane immediately got up from his desk and walked towards McKinley. Shane knew that McKinley had been meeting with Boris Cusack — McKinley’s most important client. McKinley had warned Shane that he might call him in to meet Cusack, McKinley had warned Shane to be on his best behaviour and to do whatever McKinley or Cusack told him to do.

As Shane entered the office he noticed that McKinley locked the door behind him, the blinds were already drawn.

“So, this is the boy that you’ve been boasting about?” acknowledged Cusack, as McKinley made the introductions. Cusack was a big man, not overweight but a solid build. Shane guessed that he was in his mid-40s. His suit seemed expensive.

“Can I get some coffee or tea for anyone?” offered Shane, unsure exactly what was expected of him.

“Whisky…” replied McKinley. “We’ll both have some whisky.” Shane opened the drinks cupboard and poured out two large measures of whisky into the crystal tumblers that McKinley used to impress clients.

“Your boss tells me that you’re a quick learner…” said Cusack. “He says that you’ve been a real asset to the team…”

“I’m still fairly inexperienced…” replied Shane. “But I’m keen to try and develop my skills.”

“Shane, I’ve been telling Cusack that you’ve got a knack for stress relief…” said McKinley. “Cusack says he’s feeling a bit stressed, why don’t you show him how you help me relax at the end of the day?”

“I’d be happy to…” smiled Shane, nodding at McKinley before turning his attention to Cusack.

“Is it okay if I call you Sir?” asked Shane.

“Yes, boy…” nodded Cusack. “You can call me Sir…”

McKinley took a large swig of his whisky and settled back into his chair to watch Shane’s stress relief technique in action.

“Thank you, Sir…” replied Shane. “Sir, I’m going to start by massaging your feet…” Shane slipped off Cusack’s left shoe. Shane took hold of Cusack’s left foot and began to carefully massage it. “Sir, I’m going to massage your other foot now…” said Shane, his voice low and calming. Shane carefully removed Cusack’s right shoe and began to massage the big man’s right foot. “Sir, I think you need to be more comfortable…” suggested Shane. “Would you be able to remove your jacket and loosen your tie?” Cusack took off his jacket and loosened his tie. “Sir, there appears to be a lot of tension in your legs…” continued Shane. “I’m going to massage your legs now. It will be easier if I take down your trousers a little, will that be okay?”

“Yes, boy…” nodded Cusack. “Go ahead.”

Shane reached forward and unbuckled Cusack’s belt, undid the buttons on the trousers, and then pushed Cusack’s trousers down, pulling them down so that they were bunched at Cusack’s ankles. Shane was distracted by the enormous bulge that was barely contained within Cusack’s tight white briefs.

“Sir…” continued Shane. “Your briefs look tight and uncomfortable, would you like me to take them off?”

“Yes, boy…” nodded Cusack. “Take them off.” Shane hooked his fingers into the elasticated waist of the briefs and pulled them down, pushing them down to Cusack’s ankles. Shane smiled at the size of the cock that bounced free as it was released from the constricting briefs — at least eight inches, a generous foreskin that was already sliding back, a long thick cock-shaft curling over his large full balls.

Cusack’s cock was getting harder. Without hesitating, Shane reached out and took hold of the Cusack’s cock — it instantly responded and grew harder and thicker

“Sir…” said Shane quietly. “I’m now going to massage your cock — with my mouth.” Shane leaned forward and took the head of Cusack’s cock in his mouth, running his tongue around the edge, tasting the salty pre-cum that was already beginning to flow.

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Shane pulled Cusack’s foreskin up so that he could play with it with his tongue, before beginning to work his mouth up and down the big cock, forcing more and more of the rock hard shaft down his throat. Shane went to town with his mouth, sucking as expertly as he could, working hard to deliver as much pleasure as possible to this important client. Shane felt Cusack’s hands on the back of his head, pushing the cock deeper into his throat. Shane knew that he couldn’t have much time left so he increased his efforts and he could hear Cusack begin to quietly groan and pant — he was getting close. Without much warning, Cusack’s hands took a firmer hold of Shane’s head and held him down, held that cock deep within his throat.

“Ungh!” grunted Cusack, and Shane could feel the jets of cum begin to flow into his mouth and down his throat. He swallowed greedily, holding the cock in his mouth as the cum continued to flow. Eventually he felt Cusack’s hands on his head relax and Shane slowly released the softening cock from his mouth.

“You liked that, didn’t you, boy?” asked McKinley quietly.

“Uh huh…” nodded Shane, eagerly licking smears of cum from his lips.

“You’ve trained this boy well…” nodded Cusack, giving a compliment to McKinley. “You’ve trained this boy well.”

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I caught up with artist Edgar Murillo to admire the men that have been inspiring his work.

When did you discover and begin to explore your passion for art and illustration?

I discovered it from birth. I was born deaf and it was difficult for me to communicate with my family, so I used papers and pencils to draw to be able to communicate something. I draw every day, and I’m very happy.

How would you describe your style of illustration?

Honestly, I don’t know what my style is – I draw different types of drawings and I keep making more drawings with new styles. The important thing is that people like it a lot.

Who are some of your heroes or artistic inspirations?

SilverJow, Kimjunggius, and Nesskain – you must follow him!

Are the men you draw hyper-masculine?

Yes – I’m a pogonophile – I love furry!

The inspiration comes from my imagination, friends, movies, and social networks. The majority of men that I draw are from Barcelona, others from America.

Do you accept commissions?

Not yet. I’m focused on making movies, and several other projects.

What do you expect people to feel when they look at your work?

Hypnotised! Some people have told me that they find my drawings arousing.

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