This is a different kind of story for me. I am usually into 'beastie porn'. but anything with horse like dick is hot.
This is a tale based off a character that I have had in a few stories. Tony. I have decided to create a story just about this hot guy and his awesome balls. We (Tiny and I) have actually hooked up several times recently. He gave into my sexual advances and fucked me in the bathroom at work one day.
He is still supposedly straight. But willing to play. Here's to hopes of a more permanent hook up routine. Until that us to happen. Enjoy this story.....
I Want Tony's Sack (3) A Dizzying Moment.....
..... There I was in the coffee room of my office. Down on the floor cleaning up the hot Tony's coffee disaster. I don't know what made me want to help the guy clean it up. But I did. Tony was standing there putting his shirt back on. When he knocked over that plastic mug again. I immediately dropped to my knees to clean it. O had some excess paper towels I had grabbed. So I did it for him. But they quickly were drenched from the pool of coffee on the floor.
"Hand me some more towels" I remember saying
Then when I looked up, I was staring right at his crotch that was just inches from my face. It was glorious up close. The jeans showing a nice shape over where his dick lay underneath them. A nice hill of crotch that cover his confined dick.
"Shiit" I chirped.
But as I stared at his bulge, my mind flew to fantasy I could not stop. It flooded my head as my eyes were locked to his crotch.
"Fuckk" my head screamed
.. My eyes staring at Tony's wondrous crotch. Gazing at the shape of his lump. My eyes moved over it, studying it intently. Almost measuring it with my eyes. I licked at my lips instinctively. Pondering having it. Swooning at the sight and moving closer to that lovely lump before me. Tony says something that seems to sound faint so I cannot clearly hear it. But he pushes his crotch at me. And my face is shoved to it. I coo as I feel it against my happy face. Rubbing my nise and lips over his fabulous bulge. I would feel it as it grew under his jeans. Then turn to kiss the thing. I would tell him how much I desired him. Still rubbing at his responding crotch. He would sigh and look down at me. Smiling as I stroked him through his jeans. And I would moan from it. The feel of his big crotch to my hungry mouth. I would need to reach down and groped myself for my need of him. Grabbing at my own rigid dick through my pants. And I would groan louder. Telling if my lust for him. His hands would caress my head as he told me how much he wanted me. He would press my face to his bulge more. Then tell me he wanted me to suck him off. "You will love it" he would say "You will love it" I would start to chew on his covered dick now. Then he would softly groan as I did. He would start to call out my name as I worshiped his crotch. Beckoning at me. Again saying my name.
... And I kept hearing my name over and over. Echoing louder and louder. As if through a megaphone. Then I felt his hand shake me. And that's when I woke from my trance. I was still staring at his crotch. But my mouth was partially opened. And I felt him shale me again.
"Hey are you okay man?" He asked
My eyes left his crotch amd looked up at Tony. His face looking down with concern. Then he asked again if I was alright.
"Huh?. What. No. Umm yeah!" I then blurted "Just got.. We umm"
I had to think of something fast as I didn't want him to know I was dreaming if his dick as I crouched before him. Dreaming that I could get his pants off. To grab for the dick I knew lay beneath the cotton of those jeans.
"Just got.. Dizzy" I blurted "Weird man" "Here. Let me help you up man" he offered
His hand grabbed my arm and he lifted me up. As I got up, my face was as close to his crotch as it could get. And I wanted it. And I could see myself again diving for it. But I let Tony pick me up. And then I was facing the hot man. My face half a foot from his. And I just looked at him. Looked at his eyea and mouth. A mouth I was dying to press mine to. Those lips so tempting to dive for.
"There you go" he said "Let me finish man" "Before you fall over." "Yeah sure" I huffed back
Then he got back down and finished cleaning up. His nice arms flexing as he mibes them around to swab up the mess. I just stood there watching him. Almost studying his arms and shoulders. He seemed almost beautiful now. I sighed as he finshed and then stood. I handed him his shirt again.
"Thanks for trying to help" he said "But maybe you should get a check up" "Dizzy spells can be a problem"
I smiled as we then parted again. He smiled and left me in the coffee room. I just stood there staring at the doorway he had left.
"Fuckk" I said as I stood there
The I felt wetness at my crotch. I looked down at my pants. There was a big wet spot on them. I figured it was coffee spill. But realized I had a hard on. Then pondered if he had seen it in this confusion. I rubbed at my pants and they were wet. But it didn't feel so bad in the outside. It seemed worse in the inside if them.
"What the hell?!" I chirped. "Thats fucking strange"
I went to the bathroom to maybe clean up. I grabbed some towels and soaked them with soap and water. Then I undid my pants and opened. That's when I smelled it. Sex. I was taken by surprise by the stink of it. So I pulled down my pants. Then pulled at my briefs. There in my underwear was a white goey mess. And the smell was what I knew what it was. Cum.
"Shiit. I came" I said "I fucking came in my pants"
So what ever happened in that moment between Tony and myself. That trance like state I was in. Daydreaming about his awesome crotch right before that hot man had set me off. So the hard in in my daydream was real at least. But did Tony know? That scared me. Does he know?.
"Shiit?!" I huffed again. "Did he know I came.?" "Did he see my pants getting soiled by my cum?"
I took down my underwear to clean myself off. Hoping no one would come into the bathroom. And luckily no one did. I kept going over the incident in my head. Had he or had he not known my predicament. But after much self debate as I ckeaned myaelf up. Drying my underwear and panta off with dozenes of paper towels, I decided he hadn't.
"He seemed only concerned about my fake faint" I said to the mirror me "And that was it" "Just can't be close to him like that again"
I sighed as I put my briefs and pants back in. They were still very damp from trying to clean them up. But I couldn't stay in the bathroom too much longer.
"This sucks" I said to myself
And I was damp and uncomfortable the rest if the day at work.......
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