Door to Door
When going door to door, be sure that you're firm in your convictions, lest you run across someone eager to attempt to convince you to try something else...
Door to Door
By Chaos Blackwing
(Artwork and original concept by Slushy, posted with permission.)
David was so excited. His first trip on his own, spreading the good word. The last two houses he'd received polite but firm rebuttals, but he did his best not to let it get to him. Not all people were interested in what he had to say, but his training and experience doing this with others allowed him to push on through to the next house, and the next person.
Walking up the sidewalk he admired the neat house he was approaching, with a well kept yard and pleasant blue siding. Though the job itself was important, an added bonus to it was being able to see so many different places and people, allowing him to appreciate the various designs and decorations, and the people who lived within. A short walk and he was at the door, and after a moment to collect his thoughts for the upcoming presentation he knocked several times and waited, papers in hand.
As David heard footsteps approaching from the other side he readied a friendly smile, and as the door opened he gave it his all as he began.
“Good morning Sir. My name is David, and I was wondering if..." As his eyes drifted down, the young man was met with a rather surprising sight, one that left him completely speechless and red as a beet.
There were no pants in sight, nor bananas or sausages in pockets to offer confusion. It was clear the homeowner was very happy to see him.
A voice snapped him out of his shock and back to the smiling man in the doorway.
“A good morning indeed. Well now, aren't you the cutest thing, what brings you here?"
Taking a half-step back, David did his best to collect himself. “I uh... I'm sorry sir, I'm guessing this a bad time for you?"
Leaning forward the homeowner smiled at David as he looked the well dressed young man over in appreciation. “Oh not at all, in fact why don't you come in..." flashing David an alluring smile the other man ran his hand through his hair as his face took on a decidedly sultry fashion. “... so we can get better acquainted?"
Blushing even harder now David did his best to hide his face behind the pamphlets, even as the man took his other hand and started gently pulling him forward.
“I... I should really be going sir."
Still pulling the man shot a smile over his shoulder as David was forced to take first one step forward then another, coming closer and closer to the looming doorway.
“No no, I insist. You came all this way, I simply must show you some proper hospitality."
Filled with misgivings, but not able to refuse, David was pulled inside, the doorway closing behind him.
**
It couldn't have been more than five minutes later that David found himself on his back atop a plush bed as the homeowner demonstrated just how eager he was to 'get acquainted', sliding smoothly in and out of a squirming and groaning David.
The other man hadn't even bothered to remove David's clothing, apparently satisfied with pulling his pants down enough to bare his nethers before pushing his legs over his chest, further exposing him. A quick lube later and David found himself experiencing something he'd never before dreamed of, small pained grunts soon fading into soft moans as the man slowly entered and took his time stretching him out. Having done his best to keep himself as pure as he could, as was only proper, he never would have imagined such activities were possible, and it was all he could do to keep from relaxing onto the bed entirely, basking in the feelings as the other man continued.
**
Looking down at the young man below him Grant couldn't help but smile through the pleasure. Such a cute little thing, unsure but willing enough once he'd gotten started, and though he'd objected at first the objections had been weak, as though given because they were expected, rather than out of any real sense of refusal. Even pulling the man's pants down had garnered only half-hearted protests, showing just how submissive the one before him really was.
Gazing at the point where the two of them were joined, Grant's mind wandered a bit. Cute, submissive... he wondered how much persuasion it would take to convince the young man to switch the stuffy formal outfit for something a bit more... casual. Something with a collar perhaps?
Well, however long it took he was sure it would be an enjoyable 'discussion' for the both of them.