The Corporate Sharing Trilogy
Until the age of 18 I lived in Florida, Orlando to be exact. I loved the weather and all the other niceties that come with nice weather. I almost cried when I was accepted to the University of Michigan on a partial scholarship. I left Orlando for 5 years while I was in school. After I graduated I returned to Orlando to look for work (even though I knew I wouldn't make much money there). Shortly after my hunt began I found a nice job as a human resources director for a publishing company. I love the job, and heaven knows I loved the older men!
Every day I was blessed by the visions that would walk past my office. Some of the over 50 crowd resented my being in the position I was in because of my age, however most accepted me. My boss was one that accepted me. My boss' name was Dale. He stood about 6'2" tall and had an average build. His full head of hair was completely white and slicked back slightly. His eyes were deep and sexy as hell, although just about everything about him was sexy.
Dale was a proper type of guy. He dressed in jacket and tie everyday even though the dress code was casual. He carried an air or confidence with him that was regal. For some reason Dale and I became quick friends (well as friendly as a boss can get with his workers). We would talk alot about things that didn't relate to work at all. Golf was usually the topic, and boy did Dale love his golf. About six months after I started at the job an employee golf tournament came up. Basically it was a management attempt at boosting morale. The tournament was for teams of 4. Right after the tournament was announced Dale rushed to me asking if I'd like to be on "his" team. I accepted his offer, but only after warning him that I wasn't a great golfer by any means. "Well then we'll have to get you some practice" he spoke. I responded in a positive way then he stopped to think for a second. Then excitedly he suggested that we meet Saturday for "practice." I was free Saturday so I said "sure" not that I could have said no this beautiful man if I wanted to.
Saturday morning came and I met Dale at the country club where he was a member. At 7 am sharp I was at the bar of the club and was greeted by Dale's smiling face. "Whatcha want to drink before we get started." As I wiped the sleep from my eyes I begged for some coffee. "BULLSHIT" he cried! "You ain't starting out drinkin' coffee. Give the kid a shot and a beer." I started to cancel his order until I received an evil eye from Dale. Knowing I was beaten I just shut up and downed the drinks. Dale was right, that had definitely woke me up. Off to the tee we went.
As we approached the first tee there was a line up to tee off; it was 7:20 at this point. "Don't worry kid, we are just a little early, we aren't set to tee off until 7:35." As 7:35 hit we were up. I walked up to the tee and was about to strike my ball when Dale yelled "hey we can't start without our teammates!" Teammates I wondered? I started conjuring up scenarios about who our "teammates" were. Who in the hell could it be. My unsettled feelings didn't linger long. Our "teammates" were friends of Dale's from the accounting department. When they arrived I sighed, I also cheered because they were both studs. Hal and Larry were their names. Hal was the BIG CHEESE of accounting and Larry feel somewhere under him. Both men were overweight by about 40 pounds. They were similar in almost every way except Larry was bald whereas Hal had beautiful light brown/grey hair. After the introductions were over we teed off. Dale and I jumped into our cart and we were off. Dale drove the cart and I analyzed his basket. I had never seen him show such a nice package. I wanted to call the game off and just take him into the bushes. As Dale drove us after each ball our knees would frequently touch for brief little moments. These incidental brushes began getting me aroused. At every stop I seemed to be getting harder and harder. The seventh hole was my dome though. You see, we had to wait behind another foursome for about 5 minutes and the whole time Dale was brushing his leg against mine. By the time it was our turn to drive I was almost completely hard. After being beckoned a few times to drive I had to stand up and face my demons. I slowly stood up and just as slowly my shorts tented outward. I was so embarrassed. When I got up to the tee to drive I wanted to crawl under a rock and hide. I drove and my drive went about 50 feet. I was too busy thinking about my erection to think about my shot. "Dick out" the three guys yelled. Ok now I have to explain a dick out (they had to explain it to me too). I guess these guys play that if you don't drive the ball past the woman's tee that you have to play the entire hole with your "dick out" of your pants. Yes, it is insane but I guess it is funny if you aren't the one with their dick out. Anyway, after I was explained the rules while listening to constant laughter. I did it! I reluctantly pull my dick out of my pants and then walked to my ball (I figure I only hit it 50 feet I could walk that far). Well this time I gave it a good whack. Dale then pulled along side me and said "nice shot kid" of course he had a big smile on his face.
By the time I sat down in the cart my erection had subsided. I just wanted this hole to be over. "Don't be embarrassed, it happens to all of us from time to time. Besides you've got a nice tool there." I wasn't sure I heard him right so I asked him "what." Again Dale said "you've got a nice tool there kid, don't worry about it." Well he said it alright, and as soon as I heard him right I started getting aroused again. Dale looked down at my cock as I grew harder. "Oh my looks like we've got a live one!" I didn't say a word I just looked the other way and tried to think about something other than sex. Shortly before we arrived at my ball I felt the greatest surprise of my life. Dale put his hand onto my cock and slowly started to masturbate it. I looked at him in amazement but he wasn't looking at me, he was preparing to stop the cart for my shot. I was very confused and excited, so much so that I forgot about my embarrassment and hit my shot. Back to the cart I went and sat while I watched Dale shoot. I knew that Hal and Larry had noticed my erection was still up but oddly they didn't mention it. As the four of us approached the green I was still hard and so was Dale by this point. His plaid pants were tented out like a tepee. I knew I was in for some fun when the day was done but I didn't realize just how much fun until we finished the ninth hole and ventured back to the clubhouse for something to drink and eat.
Once in the clubhouse I figured that we would just eat and then return to the course for the last nine holes. We didn't do that though. We all ate quietly and then they led me to the locker room facilities. "You've had a tough day of practice kid, plus it doesn't seem like you need any more practice." The three hot men then found their lockers and began disrobing for a shower. At nine thirty in the morning the showers were empty because everyone was on the course, and for that I was glad. One by one the men dropped their drawers. My eyes were perplexed by the sight. Three hot men with nice cocks walking around me. We made it to the showers okay and then the scene unfolded.
The shower began normally. We all washed our hair and bodies. Then almost simultaneously I noticed that each man was washing his cock for way too long.
I watched in awe as their pricks grew in size. Hal's uncut meat was a nice 7" long and on the thick side. Dale and Larry measured in at about 8" both with huge heads too! I didn't know what to do. I didn't think I should go down on them in the country club shower. I, fortunately, didn't have to take the lead on that. Dale, my boss, walked over to me and looked deep into my eyes. Then in a flash he went down on me. My back was against the tiled walls and my cock was deep in my boss' mouth. Dale was no amateur at this, he'd sucked many cocks in his life and I could tell. Hal and Larry weren't far behind Dale. The two of them stood on each side of me and put my hand onto their cocks. After I worked those big cocks a little I broke away from Dale so I could service my daddies. They stood around me and patiently waited for their turn. I sucked each slowly and softly, my passion was extreme for them. The three guys kissed each other and fondled each others asses while I sucked them. My service lasted no less than five minutes each.
I then stood up and was led into the stream room. The room was thick with stream. After finding a bench I sat down, Hal sat beside me as we watched the other two get it on right on the floor. Dale quickly found his way to Larry's asshole and started licking him with unbridled lust. I knew Dale was going to fuck him I just waited until the show started. Hal and I jacked each other's dicks as we watched, occasionally we would lean over and suck a little bit of cock too. When Dale finally decide to fuck Larry's cute, fat ass I was primed for the show. Larry instinctively got up on all fours and braced himself for Dale's long rod. His sexual desire pulled his mouth to my cock just before penetration. When Dale inserted his grandad cock Larry cried out. Dale wasn't the type or guy to waste time in business and now I saw that he didn't believe in that in sexual affairs either. Larry was literally in pain for the first ten strokes. He'd try to pull away but Dale's big 60 year old hands pulled him back. My boss slammed him like a two dollar call girl. After about ten stabs Larry started getting into the fuck.
He'd rock back and forth as to get as much daddy cock as he could. Dale was holding Larry's hips and taking long deep strokes with his rod. He would fuck him fast for a minute then slow for a minute. Dale started to look exhausted and because of this he collapsed onto Larry's back. The two men finally came to a rest on the tiled floor of the steam room. The fucking continued as Hal and I watched.
"I've got to get some of this action" Hal said to me in a whispered voice. Some of Larry's ass I wondered to myself? However that was not to be the case. He wanted Dale's masculine ass to be impaled on his cock. And it happened without much of an argument. Hal straddled Dale all the while Dale was fucking Larry. Slowly Hal lowered his cock to Dale's unsuspecting asshole and jammed it in. "Ahhhhhhhh" screamed Dale. I chuckled inside because he was now getting a taste of his own medicine. Hal was relentless on Dale's poor ass. These guys weren't anywhere near making love, they were having sex verging on animal lust. Primal urges were all fulfilled. I couldn't take it anymore, so I sat down in front of Larry and spread my legs so he could get at my dick. Larry sucked me with maximum suction. The scene in front of me combined with the hot blow job started getting me close to cumming. When I started hearing moaning from Dale and Hal that led me to believe that they were about to blow I quickly was taken to a point of no return. Hal could see in my eyes what was about to happen. "I want it. Give it to me now!" Hal didn't leave me any room to disagree with him, I just stood up in front of him and started jacking my cock. I heard Dale start to blow his wad into Larry's ass and that was the sound that put me over the edge. I started spilling my cum all over Hal's face and tongue. He took me load into his mouth like a baby taking formula. Hal evidentally didn't want to waste any of my cum so rather than relying on me to aim my load he just put his mouth right to my dick head. Just before I finished unloading Hal pulled his hard meat from Dale's ass and jacked it hard. He shot it all the way up to my ball sack. I reached down between my legs and collected some of the load for savoring. He tasted great! I couldn't wait until another time when I could suck it from beginning to end.