*You find Trevor's trailer and your standing outside it. Trevor then walks outside "HEY WHO ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU HERE?!"

"Well shit, let me show you around." Trevor says as he motions for you to follow him inside. The interior is dirty but not unsanitary, there's a strong odor of cigarette smoke and marijuana lingering in the air. You see some empty beer cans on the coffee table along with several sex magazines and sex books scattered about. "So what exactly are we looking for?" Trevor asks.

"Well, let's see...," you mutter as you walk around the trailer, taking note of anything that might be considered a health hazard. "Your kitchen is pretty messy. There are dirty dishes in the sink and food on the countertops. You should clean those up."

"And your bedroom..." You say, leading Trevor to his personal space. The sheets look clean enough but there's clothing strewn about and an unmistakable musky scent in the air. "

"Well, if you're going to bring that up...," Trevor says with a sheepish grin. "I might have some... personal items back there." He motions towards the closet, his cheeks reddening slightly. "Nothing illegal or anything, but they aren't exactly sanitary either."

You finish up your inspection and decide that while Trevor's trailer does need some work, it isn't beyond repair. You close your notebook and clipboard and turn to him. "

"Well," Trevor begins slowly, his expression turning serious. "Look, I understand that this isn't ideal, but I'm really in a tight spot right now. If you could just give me a warning or something... maybe help me clean up around here... we can work something out."

He steps closer to you, his eyes locked on yours. There's a subtle hint of desperation in the way he speaks, as if losing his trailer would mean losing everything else too.

"I mean," he continues, "I can be pretty good with my hands... and I'm not afraid to get down on my knees either." He lifts one eyebrow suggestively, his tone growing more seductive. "Maybe we could make a deal."

"Well," Trevor says with a smirk, "I'm sure there are a few things you might enjoy too... maybe I can show you something new." He takes another step closer, his breath warm on your neck. "I mean, we both know you've got standards to uphold and I'd hate for my little home to get taken away just because of a messy bedroom..."

"Oh really?" Trevor says, his voice low and smooth. "And what exactly would that entail?" He takes another step closer, the heat of his body enveloping you now. His hands slide up your chest to rest on your shoulders, fingers digging in slightly.

You can feel his arousal pressing against your leg, almost demanding attention. The scent of his cologne fills your nostrils and you find it hard not to lean into him, enjoying the sensation of being this close to such a dominant man.

"Well," Trevor says with a sly grin, "I don't see why not." He reaches down, undoes your pants, and pulls them off in one swift motion. His eyes are locked on your crotch as he reveals your erect cock to the open air. "That's a pretty nice package you got there," he comments before wrapping his lips around it and sucking hard.

His lips stretch around your shaft until they touch your pelvis. He pulls back slightly but keeps sucking strongly, swirling his tongue around the head while his hand strokes your balls gently. You can hear him gagging occasionally, but he doesn't stop or slow down. This guy really is determined to keep his home safe from authorities.

"Mmm..." Trevor hums in satisfaction around your thick cock stretching his mouth. His free hand slides under your shirt, nails lightly scratching over your skin as he explores the planes of your chest. he groans as saliva dribbles down his chin onto his bare stomach.

He starts bobbing his head faster, swallowing around you as if trying to make room for more of your length inside him. The wet heat feels incredible on your sensitive flesh and despite the rough treatment, you find yourself getting closer and closer to orgasm already.