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Me and Saad the IT Guy, Part 1
I didn't know how things started with Saad. He was my colleague in the IT department, from India originally (always a plus for me), older than me (I wanna say around 35 to my 25)--the way I like my dudes--though not old enough to be my dad, with a full beard, beer belly and a mischievous smile. He was a geek, obviously, being a coder and all, but of course, a very smart one at that--not just at coding, but very knowledgeable at other things. Very well read. Super into coffee. There were more conventionally hot colleagues, but for some reason I was really into him. I tend to be a sapiosexual, so I guess it's that smarty pants vibe that I'm into.
He was a regular feature in my pre-bedtime fantasies, but I never actually knew if he was gay. Lot of wishful thinking on my part. He was still single, and I remember one time during a trivia event our company organised, he knew the lyrics to a Madonna song. But I've also heard people refer to an ex-girlfriend of his in passing, so I really have no idea. Me, I'm not necessarily out to everyone in the office, though I wouldn't deny my gayness if asked, plus I'm generally into typical dude stuff so people wouldn't necessarily wonder.
Things began to change shortly after I got accepted for a job at another company. Word got around that I was serving my one-month notice, and my colleagues from the other departments started dropping by just to chat. Some of them also started following me on Instagram, including Saad.
One time, I posted an Instagram story of myself while asleep, which my roommate took as a joke in typical straight boy fashion. In the picture, I was sprawled on my back wearing a t-shirt and boxer briefs, which weren't particularly skimpy, but well, you know how boxer briefs are. Anyway, Saad sent me a direct reply, saying, "Nice undies." I was kind of surprised at that. What did he mean? I just took it as him goofing off, though not before letting my imagination run wild before bed.
And yet, there was another sign. In the office a few days later, Saad and I passed each other at a corridor. I grinned hello at him as we passed, and in return, he gave me a couple of quick pats on my ass. He'd never done that before, and of all places, my ass?
Then, a week before my last day at the company, Saad sent me a message on Slack. "Hey, I got an extra ticket for an arthouse movie tomorrow, wanna come?" Which is, again, hella weird. But I thought, yeah, sure, why not. It'll give me more time to assess the situation.
We met the next evening straight at the cinema. "Just us?" I asked, sort of surprised, having expected a couple of our other colleagues to also tag along. But turns out that yes, it was just the two of us.
The film went along nicely and after that we grabbed a quick drink, talking about the film and other stuff. Everything went along just nicely and friendly, it didn't feel date-y but also, what else would it be? He had a car so he drove me home afterwards. When we reached the parking building of my apartment complex, he asked me if I had a good time.
"I did," I said, then after a quick pause, decide to just ask him. "Look Saad, tell me if I'm way out of line here, but is this a date?"
He let out a guffaw before turning to me, looking me square in the eyes with that mischievous grin of his, and saying, "Well, yes, this is a date."
I let out a laugh myself and said, "Well, then, I had a really great night if that's the case."
So many things were running through my mind (and, to a somewhat lesser extent, my dick) that I felt like I needed to get out of the car. But I also didn't want him to leave just yet. There will be too many unanswered questions. So I asked him, "You wanna come up to my apartment? My roommates are gonna be home late tonight."
Saad said sure. After parking his car, and riding the elevator for what seemed like an eternity, we arrived at my apartment.
"Sorry for the mess," I said. "Want anything to drink? I can make gin and tonic."
"Sure, whatever you're having," Saad said as he sat down on the sofa.
"Go ahead and play some Netflix if you want," I said while making the drinks, and he browsed around for a movie or something.
Once the drinks are done, I joined him on the sofa, handing him his drink before taking a big gulp of mine. He did too. Then we sat quietly for a few seconds before I said, "Well, this is nuts."
Then I felt Saad's fingers on my chin, turning my head towards him, and before I knew it, his lips were on mine, and I just felt this surge of electricity coursing through the two of us. His tongue was on my lips and then I opened my mouth, and we started making out in earnest. I started leaning back on the sofa and then he was on top of me as we continued making out. I felt his boner on my leg and it felt as if my hormones went on overdrive. I was so horny I felt like exploding.
My hands then started to fumble with his zipper, and he stopped kissing me long enough to help me with it, opening his jeans button, sliding down his zipper, and fishing his cock out of his black briefs. He didn't have the longest dick, but it was nice and fat. Thick almost like a beer can. I stared at it, transfixed, as I slowly jacked him off.
He looked at me and chuckled. "You like my cock?"
"Yeah," I croaked, turning to face him.
He started kissing me again. "Do you wanna blow me?"
"Honestly," I said, looking at him dead in the eyes, "I'm not in the mood for more foreplay."
He got the hint. I stood up and started taking off all my clothes, feeling his eyes scanning every inch of my naked body. I turned to see him completely pants-less, though with his sweater still on, and opening his wallet. Turns out he had a condom.
I can't help but laugh. "Came prepared, huh?" I said as I lay back on the sofa.
"It ended up being the right decision," he said, winking at me as he put on the condom. "Do you always put out on a first date?"
"Of course not, I'm not a slut," I said, swatting him playfully. "I just like you a lot."
"Really?"
"Yeah, like a lot. Like, I really, really like you."
"Aw, how sweet. Me too," Saad said, before giving me another kiss.
He then started to take off his black sweater before I stopped him. "No, don't take it off. I wanna do it like this."
He shrugged. "As you wish."
We both spat on our palms, him to lube up his cock, me to lube up my asshole. I spread my legs as he started leaning down to kiss me. I grabbed his cock and guided it to my asshole.
But man, Saad's cock is really fat.
"Unnnnggghhhh," I moaned as his cock tried to make its way through the opening of my hole.
"You're really tight," Saad said as he kissed my neck. "Are you sure you've done this before?"
I rolled my eyes. "Please, I'm not a monk."
Before long I heard him sigh and felt his curly pubes tickling my ass cheeks.
I looked at him as he looked back at me intensely, and just said, "Fuck me."
Saad started moving his hips and his fat cock started moving in and out of my ass, accompanied by his soft grunts and my moans, and I'm just completely lost in the pleasure of it all. Sure, I love getting fucked, and it felt really good, but what made it completely sensational is that it's Saad. Saad's the dude fucking me. It's Saad's fat cock in my ass, Saad's pubes tickling me, Saad's tongue in my mouth, Saad's big man hands squeezing my man tits, Saad's body on top of mine, Saad's musky aroma that I smell.
I realised that my fantasies came true. And then I started to cum.
"I'm not gonna last long," Saad said.
"Cum inside me, baby," I said, and Saad started grunting hard, and I felt his cock ejaculating several thick spurts into the condom in my ass. He let out one final satisfied grunt before collapsing on top of me. I kissed his cheek and put my arms around him.
"Phew," I sighed. "Now that's what I call a good first date."