Meeting Dr. Derrick Tyler

By Moore

Published on Jun 18, 2007

Gay

The story continues, but remember that once again, this fictitious work depicts sexual encounters with partners not using condoms. As always, please be safe and take precautions. Meanwhile, enjoy the story.

Meeting Dr. Derrick Tyler, Part 7

I had just finished eating a light brunch dreaming about my hot encounter that morning with Derrick and his valet, Jeffrey. Derrick had gone off for some meetings and last minute arrangements for the company party that evening. After coming for the dishes, Jeffrey advised that he would need to go run some errands. I got up and roamed around the vast expanse of Derrick's mansion, enthralled with his impeccable taste and decorating style. Around noon or so the phone rang. I was not sure whether or not to answer it as I entered Derrick's den. Deciding it might be Derrick calling for me, I approached the phone. The ringing stopped and a document began to come through on the fax machine in front of me. I immediately noted it was a memo from my boss, Mr. Carter. I couldn't resist reading it especially when the subject line read: 'RE: Dave Jacobs Situation."

'I was a situation?' I thought to myself.

The memo began: The Seattle branch office administrators held a special meeting this morning to go over that account information you faxed us late yesterday. We all agree Mr. Jacobs is a valuable asset to the company.

'There's a tone of sarcasm in that phrase,' I noted as I continued reading.

I read on: Although the suggestion to have him take that position you offered seems like a sound business move, we are certain, in the long run, that such a move would be detrimental to the company. We have therefore postponed any final decision until we receive further information regarding the full impact of this duty transfer.

'Duty transfer?" I wondered.

I re-read the letter once more before placing it back into the fax machine tray. Having much to ponder about the implications and mystery of that memo, I retired to Derrick's bedroom. Questions kept popping into my head. I decided to check out what was on television to divert my wondering thoughts. I dozed off on the sofa and was awakened by the sound of a door shutting. Someone had just entered the foyer downstairs and was making their way upstairs. I glanced at the clock. It was 12:30 p.m.

"Well, someone looks very comfortable," Derrick said as he came into the room and saw me sprawled out on the sofa.

"Yes, just getting a little rest," I replied. "So are the party arrangements complete?" I asked.

"Everything is ready," Derrick answered. "But, I have a favor to ask of you, Dave. I need to take care of some other business that has just come up and need someone to get to the airport to pick up a client who will be staying in the guesthouse tonight. Would you mind?"

"Of course not. I'd be happy to help out," I answered, wondering if the business that just came up concerned me.

"Great," Derrick said as he handed me the keys for the car and the guesthouse.

He gave me some easy directions and I was soon on my way. The client was Carl Bellows, the CEO of a major mid-western brokerage firm. His flight arrived on time and I was surprised to find that Mr. Bellows was clad very casually in jeans and a Polo shirt. We had a very pleasant drive. Mr. Bellows was a very engaging man with a quick wit and some very funny stories. Upon arrival at Derrick's estate, Jeffrey drove in right behind us. As I pulled up the drive, Jeffrey followed us in.

"I can help Mr. Bellows get settled in, Mr. Jacobs, and you can return to the main house," Jeffrey offered.

"Thank you Jeffrey," I said as I began to hand him the keys to the guesthouse.

"That's okay, I have a set," he said.

I noted the large smile on Mr. Bellows' face as he turned to follow Jeffrey to the guesthouse. Several minutes later I was back at the main house. As I climbed the stairs I could hear Derrick obviously on the phone with someone. He was in an office at the end of the hallway and we spotted one another as I reached the top of the stairs. He waved to me, signaling me to join him in the office.

"That is not going to matter in the long run," he was saying to the person at the other end of the line. "So, just make sure you guys make this happen and I will check in with you on Monday afternoon." he finished before hanging up.

"Did Mr. Bellows arrive on time?" Derrick asked me.

"Yes, no problems at all. Jeffrey arrived as I returned and showed him into the guesthouse," I answered, noting the obvious twinkle in Derrick's eyes and the slight smile crease his face.

"I'm sure Mr. Bellows will appreciate Jeffrey's services," Derrick said with a chuckle.

"What do you mean?" I asked as he obviously stressed the last word.

"Well, let's just say that Mr. Bellows has been here once before and Jeffrey ended up spending the night in the guesthouse that time. I'm sure he is hoping for a repeat performance. From what Jeffrey told me Mr. Bellows is a hot bottom who loves to get fucked good and hard."

"Oh, you mean like me," I then said as I approached Derrick and palmed the front of his pants rubbing his cock.

"Yeah, just like you, Dave," Derrick said as he pulled me to him.

Our lips met in a heated kiss. Derrick's hands massaged my ass cheeks while pulling me in tighter against him. Our tongues jabbed and searched. I wrapped my arms around him, enjoying all the sensations of this close bodily contact.

"Why don't we get more comfortable?" Derrick finally suggested.

We quickly made our way to Derrick's bedroom. Once inside we tore out of our clothes and collapsed on the bed, all entwined limbs and locked lips. I could feel Derrick's thick cock begin to grow and press against my stomach right beside my own excited cock. After several minutes Derrick rolled on top of me and began to hump himself into me. This hot contact was driving both of us into another heated moment, priming our desires for some hard driving sex. Derrick finally pushed himself up and seconds later he was sitting astride my chest. His thick cock was staring me in the face and I couldn't resist. I pulled him to me, wrapped my lips around his full girth and sucked him in.

"Ah, yeah, suck my cock, baby," Derrick sighed.

I looked up into his eyes as my tongue and mouth went into overdrive. In no time I was eagerly sucking hungrily on his swollen member. His hands grabbed the sides of my head as he began to slowly push himself forward.

"Yeah, yeah, baby, suck my cock. You know you want it. Ohh, baby, I really needed this. Yeah suck it, baby. Oooh, yeah just like that," Derrick moaned.

My lips stretched around his thick cock as Derrick rocked into me. He propped one hand up on the ornate headboard and wormed his other hand beneath my head. Derrick then stretched out over me and began to more forcefully shove his cock into my mouth. With every thrust he slowly worked his way down my throat as well. His saliva slick cock slid down easily as he began to ravage my mouth and throat with his mighty cock. I felt his ball sac slapping into my chin with each downward thrust as Derrick got into a quick paced rhythm.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh," Derrick simply grunted as I felt drools of spit leak out the corners of my mouth and down my cheeks. "Oh, Damn, this is so hot!"

For several minutes he continued plunging into my mouth and throat with his thick cock. It wasn't long before I found myself rapidly stroking my cock. The feel of Derrick's thick, hot shaft burrowing in and out of my mouth and throat was spurring me on to a hot orgasm. In seconds, a muted gasp rose from my lungs as my cock shot out a heavy load of cum.

"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah, baby. Now it's my turn," Derrick followed.

He pulled his cock free and began to jerk it wildly, inched from my face and eager mouth.

"Yeah, feed me your cum. I want to eat it all," I begged.

With mouth wide open, I lay there in anticipation of Derrick's luscious treat.

"Aaaah! Yeah! Oh shit!" Derrick wailed as the first blast of cum hit its mark on my outstretched tongue.

I quickly poked my head up, forcing his cock head into my mouth and clamped my lips firmly around his wide girth. Several spurts of his tasty cum shot into my mouth as I did my best to suck it all down. As that last spasm rocked his cock, I sucked even harder on his swollen cock, savoring every last drop of his cum. Derrick finally pulled his spent cock from my lips and smiled down at me as he watched me lick my lips.

"Mmmm, that was delicious," I smiled back up at him.

"Yeah, baby, you sure now how to suck a mean cock," Derrick said as he lay down beside me.

We drifted off into a lazy afternoon siesta, wrapped in each other's arms. I was not aware of how much time elapsed, but when I awoke, I was on my side with Derrick spooned in tight behind me. I felt his cock slowly humping up and down the crack of my ass.

"Aaaahhh," I softly moaned.

Derrick's arms were wrapped around my chest and waist as he pressed his cock firmly into the crack of my ass. IT felt slick and was already, obviously lubed up already. I felt the warmth of his breath in the nape of my neck as he spoke.

"My cock is looking for its home," he simply stated.

As if he needed assistance, one of his hands reached between my thighs and hoisted my top leg upward. I willingly wrapped it backward over his waist as he then grabbed himself. In no time he had pressed the mushroom tip of his mighty cock against my willing hole.

"Yeah, baby, open up for me. I need this ass," Derrick added as I felt his initial push forward and that unique feeling as his cock entered me.

"Aaah, yeah, I need this, too," I moaned.

"Oooh, baby, your ass is always so hot and tight," Derrick moaned back as he slowly continued his entry.

I grit my teeth, waiting for that sublime moment. That intense surrender when I could feel his full shaft filling me completely, fully, sending me over the edge once more. The warmth of his breath on the nape of my neck sent a tingle down my spine this time as he spoke.

"Mmmm, yeah, you have the perfect ass, baby," Derrick sighed. "Damn, it feels so good, squeezing nice and snug around me. I'll never get enough of your ass..." his voice trailed off.

For an untold, incalculable time, Derrick had his way with my eager ass. Alternating between rapid fire thrusting and slow, gut wrenching plunging, Derrick took me roughly then slowly. I was in a state of sheer ecstasy.

"Ah, yeah. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me," I moaned.

Derrick began yet another hot crescendo of pelvic thrust and was soon slamming hard into my backside. His grunts and groans filled the air as I began to jerk my stiff cock.

"Oh, ah, oh.." I grunted as my cock soon set loose a rapid volley of cum.

Seconds later, Derrick grabbed roughly onto my upper thigh and tightened his grip around my waist. Simultaneously, he plunged his scorching fuck pole deep inside of me.

"Aaaahh, yeah. Oh shit!" he wailed as I felt his cock pumping inside my fully stretched ass.

That familiar sensation overcame me again as I felt his thick, rigid shaft jerking inside of me. Planting his cum deep into my bowels. When the last spurt of cum emptied inside of me, I felt Derrick slowly withdraw.

"Damn, baby, you have one sweet ass," Derrick sighed as I felt his lips kiss my neck.

"Thank you, baby," I answered as I turned over. "And you certainly know how to...."

I didn't finish that line as Derrick pulled me into him. Our lips soon met in a sensuous, soothing kiss. I melted into him as his strong body pressed firmly into mine. We stayed in that embrace for several minutes.

"Well, baby, we should probably get ready for the party," Derrick finally said.

"Must we?" I sighed.

"Yes, we must," Derrick chuckled.

To be continued......

Next: Chapter 8


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