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Me and Saad the IT Guy, Part 2
I woke up the next morning alone in my bed. Saad didn't spend the night, and for a while I thought that it was all a dream. But then I reached down and felt my asshole--my puffy, battered asshole. Fuck yeah, it wasn't a dream. I started thinking about Saad, reliving last night's shenanigans, and felt sexy as all hell. All that made me massively horny and I jerked out a load while fingering myself.
Damn, what a good start to the day. I guess getting laid by someone you've always wanted can do that to you.
I checked my phone and saw a text from who else but my Prince Charming. Just a simple good morning with a wink emoji. I typed back, "hey sex god. guess what i just did"
"something dirty?"
"and it's all your fault :P"
"bad boy"
"last night was fucking awesome"
"it was. anyway. i'll see you at the office later...and i think it's best if we keep it on the DL."
"oh yeah. totally agree."
"ur a great fuck sexy boy. can't wait to do it again."
I then took a shower with a huge smile on my face, grabbed a granola bar and said bye to one of my roommates before arriving at work. I saw him, and I realised that both of us were bleary-eyed, but with a little spring in our steps. Obvious enough that people would look at us curiously, but not so obvious (at least I hoped!) that they would put two and two together. As far as I know, no one even knew that we went for the movie.
The first part of the day was pretty slow. I couldn't concentrate much for obvious reasons. We passed each other a few times but there were always other people around. Plus, we were in different parts of the office building.
Things got interesting in the afternoon. Our company did this thing where every two weeks, someone in the company would give a 30-minute talk in the afternoon about any topic they like. Anyone in the company can come, and there's free coffee and snacks afterwards. Today's speaker is...Saad.
I am sure as hell attending.
At 4 o'clock, I made my way down to the lounge where they were doing the event, and sat on the edge of the front row. Saad was fiddling with the projector up front; when he turned and saw me, he did a double take. I gave him a cheeky smile and a wink, which he returned, after making sure that no one was watching us. A few minutes later, the room started filling up and Saad started his talk.
And man. Even after the bomb ass sex we had the night before, the talk reminded me all over again of why I was attracted to Saad in the first place. He was explaining this thing called the Outernet, which--I'm objectively not dumb, but I'm not even gonna bother explaining what it is. He was in total geek mode during the entire talk. He knows his shit. My sapiosexual sensibilities kicked in once more, and as I watched him explain the intricate ways behind how this technology works, I have this overwhelming urge to find a place where I can take off all my clothes, lie down, spread my legs and wait for this man to get on top of--and inside--me.
Obviously I didn't do that for the sake of my career (or my criminal record), and instead, I sat there with a boner for 30 minutes, dreamily watching Saad's every hand gesture, hearing absolutely nothing, and imagining all the naughty things I'd let him do to me.
Alas, the talk must come to an end sometime, and to my relief, it finally does. As everyone else got up and crowded around the donuts, I quietly slipped out. Now that everyone's distracted by snacks, there's one place that would be absolutely deserted: the sixth floor toilet, right next to our building's rooftop garden. I half-jogged up a couple floors while texting Saad to meet me there. His response? "What for?" What a goof. I replied with an eyeroll emoji.
I sat on the toilet for a few minutes until there came a knock on the door. I opened him and there he was, looking at me with that mischievous smile. I wanted to melt. He came in and I locked the door.
Saad's first words was, "So, did you like my talk?"
"I loved it." I wasted no time in putting my arms on his shoulders and started kissing him, a peck on the lips to start followed by some french kissing a few seconds later. He hugged me back until our (at this point, clothed) bodies pressed together and I can feel his boner, again, on my thigh.
"What do you love about it?" he asked, between kisses.
"Well, you, mostly, cause you were so smart and cute up there."
"Thanks, but I meant which part of the talk did you love?"
"Ugh, I don't know," I said, rolling my eyes at him, and he broke off our kissing with a guffaw, which I shushed immediately.
"I think you weren't listening," Saad said with a glint in his eyes. "I think you were focused on something else."
"You're right, I was."
"How rude."
"Oh, it's rude alright."
"Humour me."
"I was thinking about lying there on that table in front of you, naked, with my legs spread."
Saad groaned at that and grabbed my ass.
"How long till they miss us, you think?" I asked.
"Maybe 10 minutes?"
"Not enough time to do what we wanna do," I said, gazing into his eyes, "but I think there was something else you wanted last night."
And after one final kiss, and without breaking eye contact, I slid down to my knees in front of him, and opened his belt buckle, then his jeans button, then his zipper, pushing his jeans down before fishing that beautiful cock out of his boxers.
"You're so fucking sexy," Saad said to me, "and I have a feeling your sexy lips will make me cum in record time."
I chuckled, and in one quick move I enveloped his entire cock with my mouth.
"Ohhhhh fuuuuckkkk yes," Saad groaned, caressing the side of my head as it bobbed on his cock, my tongue playing with the head and making the entire thing wet. "You're so good at blowjobs."
I paused my cock sucking to say, "I've had some practice."
"Knowing you, I bet you've had a lot of practice."
I chuckled again at that, and resumed sucking the entire length of his tool, not too slow and not too fast with enough suction. All the while, we maintained eye contact, and he kept caressing the side of my head, which I fucking loved. He had kind of a thick, unkempt bush, and some of his curly pubes made its way into my mouth, but I loved the masculinity of it all.
"You look so cute with my cock in your mouth," he said, and I wished someone was there to take a photo so I can see it for myself.
I kept blowing him and playing with his balls, getting intoxicated by his musky smell, until Saad started picking up the pace a little bit, face-fucking my mouth.
"I think I'm close, babe," he said. "Probably gonna bust my nut soon."
I just grunted in response as his face-fucking became more vigorous, until he pulled his cock out of my mouth.
"I'm gonna come soon," he said, panting. "Where do you want me to cum?"
"Cum in my mouth."
"You sure?"
"Damn sure."
"Oh fuck yeah. You gonna swallow my jizz? Huh? You hot little slut?"
"Fuck yeah," I said, still on my knees but now with my mouth open, and before long Saad placed his cockhead on my tongue, and started to groan hard.
And then the cum flooded out of his dick, filling my mouth.
Saad kept grunting for a couple more spurts, panting heavily, while I struggled to keep all of his cum in my mouth to show him. He chuckled at that and ruffled my hair.
"You are an MVP at blowjobs."
I swallowed his cum and smiled back at him, "Your kids taste so good."
Saad laughed. "I hope you have breath mints."