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I work in an office where there are so many married men, every time a new guy starts I hope he might be single and he likes men in his life. But sadly as soon as I see that ring on the finger I am heartbroken. So I have decided I will start chasing married men and I know a lot of these guys aren't that happy as I hear them all the time moaning about how they aren't getting any sex since their wedding or since they had children. The guys in the office know I am gay and open about my love for men. They aren't prejudice towards me and we all get along and go out drinking on Friday nights and some night we got to my old haunts and have fun with me. There are some real hunks amongst the guys I work with as well
During lunch on Monday morning I was talking to brad and he started talking about he isn't getting any sex at all at home and he needs a release and he would fuck anything that came near him on a Saturday night. That planted the seed in my head that I could get a root from him as soon as possible and he has been one of the guys that I have become really good friends with since starting work at this firm. My boss who owns the firm is having the same problems, but as has been married 30 years I can understand that he may want to find a leggy blonde to knock up and start a new family. So I am going told him and focus all my energy on getting in bed with brad and hopefully this week as I haven't had a good root in months and some of the other guys are noticing it, giving me their gay friends numbers
That night we all went out to dinner to celebrate Trent another hunk that is married, becoming a dad and I reckon he will be an awesome dad. While the guys were off having a smoke brad and I stayed and drank and talked and brad again started talking about his lack of sex life "man I am really hard for any sex right now Craig, I would take a blow job from anyone in this bar right now" I smiled and I didn't touch him or grab his junk "I can fix that for you if you want. Come into the toilet and I'll give you the best glow job you have ever gotten" he laughed and said "nah you are too close to me as a friend to do that. As nice as your blow jobs would be I don't think I could handle the awkwardness around you" I shrugged my shoulder and thought he wants a blow job from me and I won't press it just yet, I'll wait for the right time and see if he wants one as well as a fuck. "Fair enough brad and I understand that and I'm sure you wouldn't want people to know about it" he looked at me and said "I don't care if blow job was from you, I would happily get one from you. We are mates it would be awkward" he hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheeks went and bought another round of drinks
The next day I walked straight to my office and there was a bottle of champagne and an assortment of jockstraps pop my desk. I doubt it was from a client as I don't tell any of them about my sexuality and they might straight away look for another lawyer to represent them. There was a card on the bottle it read "dear Craig sorry about last night turning you down was hard, but I don't want to hurt a great friendship. I hope these gifts will ease your pain and I don't know whether you like jock straps or not. But a friend of mine owns a company who makes them and I thought you would like these. Love brad". The letter made me cry, brad is such a nice guy and he didn't have to buy me all these goodies. The jock straps look so hot and I'll definitely be wearing them next time I go to the gym or clubbing. We went out for a drink again that night and brad didn't really talk to me and I wasn't really looking for a conversation. I am really attracted to him and he is such a good guy
I decided to wear one of the new jockstraps brad bought me and it was a perfect fit, I love seeing guys wearing jock straps all the time. Even the big bears I hang out with on the weekend wear them and they look so sexy in them and those guys never get new ones. I was in my office late in the day when brad walked in, god he looked hot in his suit, I stood up and went to shake his hand but brad hugged me and kissed me again. He doesn't want things to get awkward between us, but this is strange. For a guy who is married and maybe wants kids, he sure does like hugging and kissing other guys. "Sorry I didn't talk to you last night, I was talking to frank about a woman he knows might want a root" my heart sunk. "So did you take up the offer, my offer is still on the table" he shook his head and said "nah she wants more than a root and maybe to get her hands on my bank balance. Yeah I know" I turned around and grabbed some papers and brad asked "are you wearing a jockstrap I bought you" I blushed a bit and said "yeah thanks Soi much for them, I needed new ones. Would you like me to show you" he laughed and left the room. I still have a chance with him
The more I think about it the more I believe brad really wants a blow job and maybe fuck me, I would love to tasted his cock and have it in my arse. I reckon he would be nice a hung and willing to go as deep as possible and to use me as his personal cum dump while he's in a dry spell with his wife. I have been known to be a bit of a slut and I am happy to be called one. But if the right man comes along I will happily settle down with them and see what our lives will be. My work hasn't been interfered with thinking about brad, but its hard not to stop thinking about him when I see him every day and how sexy he looked in those suits he wears. The last few days I have been going to the toilet a lot to walk thinking about him. God I rub some big ones out thinking what he could do to me
On Friday night instead of going out with the guys to our usual bar, I went to my local gay bar to drink and think to myself. The usual customers hit on me like a pinnate and I wasn't interested and around 1 am I got a tap on the shoulder and when I turned around I saw brad standing there smiling. "I think its time I took you up on that off man. I haven't stopped thinking about you all week" I stood up and kissed him on the lips and hugged him tightly "oh man you won't regret it I promise" everyone started cheering and clapping when they saw me kiss brad "I have no doubt I won't regret it. I just want it baby" I took his hand and left the bar and hailed a cab. We went back to my place.
We arrived at my apartment and went straight to me bedroom. I couldn't keep my hands off him, I was kissing him and putting my hands down his pants cupping his arse and poking at his asshole. I dropped to my knees and looked up at him and hoped he would plead for me to suck his cock. First he set some ground rules as I was rubbing his crotch "ok Craig you can suck my cock whenever you like or when I need it. We will make a weekly appointment and I will be the only one doing any arse fucking ok" I smiled and said "thats a good deal to me' he smiled and nodded, I unzipped his pants and his cock was as hung as I thought it would be. "God you're hung brad" he smiled and I opened my moth and swallowed the head of his cock and thats all my mouth could take. I tried to bob my head up and down and swallow his cock as whole, but it was so big and brad started face fucking me and it helped. I moved my attention to his balls and cupped them as I sucked on his hairy nut sack and he loved it "god you suck a cock better than my wife, she wouldn't go near my ball sack". His ball sack tasted of sweat but I love that taste. As I was sucking on his ball sack I was jerking his cock and I felt it tense up and knew he was about to shoot his load, I clamped my lips on the head of his cock and waited for him to shoot his load. He shot his load like a gun, it tasted so good. I swallowed it and was happy.
He stood me up and kissed me and turned me round, he unbuckled my pants and pulled them down and pushed me onto my stomach on the bed. "I see you like the jocks I bought you" I looked back as saw him stoking his cock. He knelt either side of me and then shoved his cock into my arse. It made me arch my back, it felt so good. He started fucking me hard and fast straight away and it was like the first time I was fucked in the arse, it hurt but it was so damn good. He knew I was in pain and loving it, so he lay on top of me and fucked me harder. He pulled my hair and bit my neck and said :this is what you get for begging" I am glad I begged for it. He thrusted a few more times and he dumped a big load into my arse. I have never felt so good in my life.
He pulled out and got dressed, my arse was raw after that and cum was still dripping out of it. He kissed me on the lips and wish me a good night and said "see you Monday. Love you" god that made me feel good