The Fairfield
"Hey, Antonio," Luke said when he stepped out of the elevator.
"It's not Tommy, it's..." Tony started, face scrunching up before he noticed. "That's...how did you know that was my name?"
"I know a lotta stuff," Luke shrugged. Then he added, "I also read your paycheck before it went out."
"What's goin' on?" Tony smiled from behind the front desk. Then he realized what the teenager'd just said and added, "how did you get my paycheck, Luke?"
"It's probably better if you call me Mr. Ross, Antonio," Luke said. "Considering what happened, y'know?"
"What...happened?" Tony asked, racking his brain for what he should know that he didn't know he didn't know.
"You didn't hear?" Luke smiled. "My mom wanted to build a glass closet on the roof for better natural light. The building owners didn't want her to, so..."
"So...?" Tony asked.
"My parents bought it," Luke said nonchalantly. "So, technically, I'm your new boss."
"Uh...Luke..." Tony began, trying to say it delicately. "Your parents are my bosses now. You're only fifteen-"
"Sixteen," Luke said. "And, as your new boss, I don't like you questioning my authority. I don't think my parents would either."
"Fine, Luke," Tony said. "You're my boss. Happy?"
"Mr..." Luke trailed off.
"You're my boss, Mr. Ross." Tony held up his hands. "Happy now?"
"I'd be happier if you brought me a Mountain Dew, Antonio."
"Can't Bertram get you-"
"Did I ask Bertram to do it?" Luke asked. "Or did I ask you to?"
"Fine..." Tony said. "We don't have those, so can I get you a tea or-"
"There's a grocery store down the street," Luke pointed at the door with a grin. "Go on."
Tony sighed, leaving to go get one.
In the Penthouse Later
Luke put down the papers he was reading when Tony got back. Tony handed him a Mountain Dew and Luke dropped it. Tony shot him an incredulous look.
"I didn't want that flavor," Luke reasoned.
Tony willed himself to stay calm. Smiling, he asked, "Which one did you want then?"
"Aren't you supposed to know how to anticipate your boss's needs?" Luke asked. "Next you'll end up telling me I should stand behind the front desk and do...whatever you do. Come on, bring the right one."
Tony sighed, leaving again.
In the Penthouse...Much Later
Tony was supposed to be home two hours ago. But he finally got back to the Ross Penthouse, knocking on Luke's door quietly to avoid disturbing the house. "Luke," he whispered.
It was a while before he got a response. But he knew Luke was awake because the first thing he said from the other side of the door was, "...Mr...?"
"Mr. Ross," Tony ground out.
"Come on in," Luke said. Tony walked in, taking a rainbow of bottles out of a cooler.
"I got every flavor in Manhattan," Tony said. "Code Red, Purple Thunder, Blue Lightning, Pink Poison, Yellow Sunbeam, Gray Galeforce, White Avalanche, Green Battery Acid, everything I could find. And the diets, too. Can I go home now, Mr. Ross?"
"That took forever, man," Luke said. Tony noticed he was still lying in bed under his blankets. "You gotta work on your speed."
"I'll...try doin' that," trying not to say anything rude.
Luke laughed. "Relax, Antonio, you need to loosen up. Hmmm..." Luke grinned, pulling his blankets away to reveal he was...he was naked under his blankets. Tony's eyes traveled down his toned, freckled torso for a second. When they drifted to the ridiculously large...thing between the Ross's legs, he looked away.
"What the fuck, Luke?" Tony tried not to exclaim. He turned to the door. "I'm tellin' your parents about-"
"I really don't think you're gonna do that," Luke said. "You think my parents are gonna believe you?"
Tony almost turned back to retort, but he remembered what was waiting behind him if he did that.
"My mom's never gonna believe her innocent baby would ask you to do something like this. Especially when you're in my room at midnight for no reason-"
"You-" Tony began, stopping when he realized how Luke had played him.
"And my dad's done this to every actress that's ever been in a Galactapus movie," Luke said. "He even offered to have one take my virginity if I 'ever wanted some galactapussy.' So, I don't think he'd care. My mom's the one who'd fire you, though."
Tony covered his eyes and turned back to Luke. "Luke, I'm not into that kinda stuff. So, I'm gonna go and pretend this never hap-"
"It doesn't really matter if you're into it, Antonio," he shrugged. Not that Tony could see. "All that matters is if you do it. It's not like you've got much of a choice."
"You can't be serious," Tony said.
"I am." Luke said. "Now get on your knees for your boss."
Tony couldn't believe this was actually happening. The Fairfield did pay pretty well, though. And it's not like he had many options before this. So, he slid down to his knees...and tried to ignore the way Luke leered at him.
"That's what I like to see," Luke got up from the bed, Tony looking down as he approached. "Are you willing?" Luke put a hand on his head, pushing it back until Tony looked up into the teenager's eyes. "Tell me...are you willing, Antonio?"
Tony looked in his eyes blandly. "I'm willing."
"I knew you were the best bellhop in the city," Luke grinned. His hand slid down Tony's face, coming to his jaw. The freckled boy's thumb inched to his lips, pressing until the bellhop opened his mouth. Once his thumb was inside, Tony didn't do anything. Not until Luke said, "suck it, Antonio."
It took all his willpower to just do it. Tony sucked the teenager's finger, hoping this would all just turn out to be one of Luke's pranks.
"Good boy," Luke said. He took his finger out of Tony's mouth, grabbing his dick by the base and holding it to Tony's lips. He probably expected the bellhop's mouth to open wide. But his eyes did. Luke was...he was packing a killer dingus. It was damn near ten inches and had freckles up and down it. There was a patch of brown pubes around a huge pair of balls and all Tony could think was-
"You don't expect me to get my lips around that cazzo, do you?" He asked, lips curling before Luke put his thumb in his mouth to keep it open.
"I do," Luke said. He jutted his hips forward, his cock pressing against Tony's dick like a precum-filled chapstick tube. "Show me how much you need this role, Antonio..." He realized Tony wasn't an actor, correcting himself. "JOB-how much you need this job."
Ignoring that, Tony opened his mouth a fraction. The dick went past his lips, pressing against his teeth. Precum slid through his teeth, causing him to grimace when it touched his tongue. No way was drinking all this soda helping with the taste of his minchia juice.
"Damn, you already suck at this," Luke said.
"I thought that's what you wa-" When he opened his mouth wide enough to make the A-sound, Luke pushed his hips forward and sent the tip of his dick into Tony's mouth. Tony tried to close his mouth when it caught him off-guard.
"You need to do better, man, don't use your teeth," Luke complained. He told Tony (or "Antonio," as Luke would say it) to stop using his teeth three more times. By the time the older man got the hang of it, Luke moaned, "there you go...thaaaat's better...yeah, spit on it. Do it again, use more spit." Tony took it the freckle'd boy's length out of his mouth, spitting on it. He spat on it again, using his hand to spread his spit on the giant cock in front of him. "You like that cock?"
Tony ignored him, continuing to jack of the teenager until Luke pushed his head back so their eyes met.
"Do you like that cock, Antonio?" Luke asked authoritatively.
"Yeah," Tony said.
"Yeah, Mr...?"
"Yeah, Mr. Ross," he ground out.
"Good. Get back in there." Tony went back to sucking Luke's dick, getting past the head this time. He went deeper, but it was just too big for Tony to take even half. He wasn't...he didn't do this kinda stuff. "Suck that dick, Antonio..." Luke moaned, "suck that big piece of meat...you're getting better."
When Luke thrust forward, Tony gagged. He pulled off quickly, coughing for a full minute. "Oh my god," he breathed. When he was finally done, he took a deep breath. Wiping the back of his mouth with his hand, he sat back up. Glancing up at Luke, he noticed the brown-eyed boy laughing.
"Are you crying, bro?" Luke taunted. "I know. It's big, right?"
Ignoring him, Tony got back to it. He had no idea how Luke was still going, Tony would've blown his load before the blowjob even started at Luke's age. But he took more, gagging slightly and pulling away before his choked the way he did before.
"Yeeeeeeaaaaah, I love when you choke on it. I love when you choke on my cock, Antoniooo," Luke moaned. He pulled Tony off by his hair, tapping his dick against the bellhop's lips. "Yeeeeah, lick your fucking lollipop." Tony licked the head of Luke's dick, tongue trailing down the boy's length to his balls. Then it trailed back up, flicking at the head. "You fucking love worshipping that big cock, don't you? That's a real man's dick. Now suck it like you want it."
Tony took it in his mouth again, taking almost half as he fought the urge to gag. But he did when he heard Luke's next words.
"Get ready to get fucked."
For the second time, Tony was so surprised he lost his rhythm and choked. Popping of Luke's dick, he coughed until he finally caught his breath enough to say, "WHAT THE HELL?"
AN: Tbh, I saw a video like this and always meant to do a casting couch type of story. And I was wondering what show to use since I've been on a Disney roll. Austin Moon, Troy West, Josh Wilcox, or a Nickelodeon character. Then I realized a director's son was perfect, and Luke's character development got thrown out the window.