Again, all usual disclaimers apply.This story contains very explicit sexual actions between adult male and female participants, both homo as bisexual. If you are offended by this, or it's illegal for you to read this kind of stories, please leave now.
All resemblance with existing people, dead or alive, is purely coincidence. This story is purely fictional and never took place other than in the writer's mind.
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Office intrigues part 2: The New Supply Controller and the hotel bitch...
"Oh my god, he sighed, shivering for a last time, leaning back on my naked thighs, looking me in the eye, smiling. "That was amazing"
His lips were soft as ever. I could taste my own strong male seed on his tongue as I sucked on it.
"I need a smoke honey" I whispered in his ear, causing him to moan once more as my finger finally left his ass "and then I'll make love to you in the jacuzzi."
The smoke was relieving, entering my lungs, while the beautiful young god sunk next to me on the couch, still breathing heavy. "I'll take one too" he sighed.
"You don't smoke" However, I handed him a camel light, en watched in amusement to his enjoying expression as he took the first puff, trying to cough. "I don't suck cock either." he laughed, before turning his head towards me, softly blowing out the blue smoke. "It was amazing Mark, hot as fuck" he whispered, before softly biting my ear. My cock stirred again. Jesus, I felt 18 again, hot and horny, ready to go. The kid had started something, unleashing a sexual beast in my loins that I didn't even remember being there.
"It sure was buddy" The softness of his cheek under my exploring fingertips was amazing, not to mention the taste of his longing lips. A fine mixture of sweat, saliva, my own semen, and the fresh cigarette. Playfully, his tongue explored my wanting mouth, as my hands traveled south over his perfect young muscled torso. I wanted nothing more than to touch every single square inch of his amazing body. Touch, smell, taste. I wanted to feel every part of him close to every part of mine. "Don't make me fall in love with you Hannes"
"You won't" he grinned. "It's sex, pure animalist lust" His hand slid over my warm thigh. My cocked pulsed, erupted a steady stream of precum over his exploring fingers. This was gonna be a long night.
The relief of the warm jet streams in the jacuzzi were welcoming, but the calmness of the kid resting against my chest in the hot water was the thing I enjoyed most. He had this amazing smell, that I can't even describe in words, and, eyes closed, I investigated every part of his perfect physique. Softly yet firm, the fingertips of my right hand slipped over his wet, small, nipples, causing them to erect, and sending another moan from his kissable lips. I watched the slightly, almost invisible, upward curve of his nose, and wanted to do nothing more than spend the rest of the night right here in the jacuzzi, his relaxed head leaning backwards on my left shoulder, as I rubbed our faces alomst together. Now at his belly button, I could feel him stir. He knew where this was heading. And he wanted it. His determined hand squeezed the backside of the thighs he was sitting in between, letting me know he liked the feeling.
My roaming hands skipped his groin though, and I softly stroked the inside of both his, almost hairless, firm slender thighs at the same time. Coming ever so close to his swollen genitals, stopping just underneath his hairless balls. Kissing his neck, biting his ear. Whispering soft but erotic words in it, making him smile, making his cock stir even more.
" I want to fuck you Hannes" I groaned, almost animalistic. "Than fuck me sir!" he moaned, pressing his lower back into my fully stiffened pole. "Make me yours" My finger slipped over his balls and perineum, reaching between his spread thighs, right back into the wonderful hotness of his rectum, and the whole boy shivered under my touch. He really wanted this, we really wanted this.
"Bend over" I instructed him. His ass looked inviting, craving, lusting for my hard pole, as I applied the KY Jelly onto my hardened shaft, looking at his perfect little pucker I was about to enter. I leaned forward, pressing my tongue inside his hot tight little pinkish ring, causing another groan. My hand fell his cock swell even more when the first digit of my other one entered him, applying a good amount of lube into his love hole as well.
"Are you ready kid?"
"Fuck me sir, please" he was begging me. Years of lusting after other guys, and now bent over at the side of the bath, his slutty arse winking at me, he wanted my dick more than anything else. And I would give it to him
"WHAT THE FUCK MARK" he screamed in pain, as my thick shaft was pushed all the way in in one determined motion. I freaked. What had I done? He wanted this right?
"Yeah I fucking want it, but you can go a little bit easy on me you prick" I was still buried inside, the feeling around my penis was too intense too pull out. But I felt bad, looking the tears rolling over his eyes. "It's my first fucking time Mark, you can't just shove it in like into your wife"
His first time? Holy shit, I had just picked his cherry without knowing it. I never meant to hurt him! What about the fucking dildo I found? He should have used that, right? Anyway, not the time to argue, I assume.
"Sorry" I was disappointed I had to pull back out. This was the hottest fuck of my life and I had messed up, big time.
"What are you doing, put that fucker back in my ass man" I was confused. Did he or did he not want me to fuck him? "Just go a bit easier ok?" his voice had softened, and he moaned quietly as I pushed back in. "Hmmm yeah, that's better" His relief was soft but firm as he begged me to keep going.
"That's it Mark" he groaned, as I finally started to pick up speed. "Harder, fuck, yeah, breed my boypussy sir" I loved it when he talked dirty like that. Acting as a true boyslut, a cheap hot tight whore, he pushed his pretty little bum back and forth over my throbbing erection. My god he was hot as fuck, tight as a little fairy prince. Smooth as a preteen, horny as a schoolboy, moaning as a bitch on spring break movies. The sound of my flat hand slapping his behind was like music in my ears, the first note of a beautiful song called "Fuck my ass sir", and caused a very hard contraction of his sphincter around my fat cock in a response to my playful spanks. His moans were so extremely arousing that I started to feel more and more in control over his slender young body. Mocked aggressively I pulled his shoulders towards my own. He was now leaning back against, his ass pressed backwards over my still piston ramming his cock inside his smooth bumhole, as my large hands strongly roamed over his smooth chest and tummy, and then his hard, leaking, throbbing penis, soft at the same time. A swollen tube of pure lust, resting in the palm of my hand.
"Fuck me harder Mark" He could barely speak. Sweat pouring over his back, pressed into my chest, mixing with mine. The smoothness of his skin as I softly bit his neck, and started jerking him off. His hands firmly behind us, trying to pull me in even deeper than I already was. "Oh yeah, that's it, fuck my tight pussy, fuck yeah!!" Hannes was going into ecstasy. With every thrust his tight love tunnel seemed to grip tighter on my shaft. If that was even possible. God I loved his ass. My rhythm started to pick up, in a steady motion of love making, while I felt his flesh tube swell even more in my firm grip. Slow, relaxed, strokes, not matching up with the rapid movements in his rear end. I could feel, and hear, he was getting close to cumming. His ass slapping back and forth, meeting my hot thrusts to the fullest.
"Oh fuck" he yelled "I'm cummiingggg" His load was amazing. The first jet ended up on the floor after travelling about half a meter through the humid air in the bathroom, followed by seven more spurts. Each of them manifesting in a strong ass flexing movement around my dick. With the expected result. One more thrust and I was unloading deep inside him, while I felt his body spasming out of control underneath my strong hands. His breathing started to get back to normal, right after I was done filling up his muscular behind.
"You liked that pal?" I whispered, before pressing my lips against his, getting my instant reward in the form of his longing tongue being pressed in between, exploring my mouth, while I felt the cock in my hand softening together with my own still buried inside of him.
"It was the best ever" he panted, smiling up at me, sighing in relief. "I wish we could stay like this forever"
"Me too honey" Fuck, I called him honey. He didn't even seem to notice, and if he did, he also did a great job hiding it. Softly my now flaccid dick left his orifice, leaving him with an empty feeling. Cum dribbling out of his hole. It was the hottest sight ever.
"We're out of champagne" he stated, with a bit of a sad look on his face. God he was so gorgeous, sitting naked on the couch, the music softly playing in the living room that was filled with the dimmed light, and some fresh smoke coming from his mouth. His cock was finally soft, in sleep mode so to speak, but it didn't take away a single bit of the arousing effect he was having on me. Resting quietly on his smooth sack. As at most European boys, his penis was still intact, and the foreskin I so much loved to play with, had hidden his most vulnerable price knob back away inside.
"I'll call for room service."
Five minutes later there was a knock on the door. Roberto, the boy from the counter that afternoon, was standing with the bottle of champagne in his hands. He looked a bit nervous, not trembling though, as his gaze traveled over my almost naked body. I had draped a towel around my waist. My hair was, just like Nathan, still damped, and I'm sure the kid knew what was going on. Well, if he didn't, it was probably pretty clear at the moment he entered the living room, and set down the ice bucket on the coffee table. "Shall I open up for you sir?" He asked, causing a naked Hannes to grin. "Sure, open up kiddo" he said, more seriously, causing the lad to redden, despite his already dark skin. "I... I meant the bottle sir" he stammered.
"I know son" I smiled, resting my hand on the small of his back. "Just open up"
His hands were trembling at that point, and the kid did very much not to look at Nathans naked hairless crotch.
"How old are you Roberto?" he asked, pulling another puff from the camel.
"I just turned 18 last week sir" he shyly explained. He wasn't even jailbait. I sure love young boys, but always thought of them as being a huge risk compared to the pleasure they might give. "Cool" Hannes continued, while I grabbed another cigarette as well, and landed right next to him on the couch, throwing another towel in his lap.
"Cover up sweety" I explained "You're making him nervous"
Roberto looked relieved and disappointed at the same time, while he was filling up the glasses with his trembling bottle. "It's ok sir, I'm used to..." he never finished his sentence, but it was clear both my young colleague and I liked where this was going. When he handed me my glass, I thought I should go for it. He was hot. His hair was jet black, just above his eyebrows. But it was the set of marble green eyes that appealed me the most. Hannes beat me to it. "Maybe you'd be more comfortable if you were naked too"
Roberto didn't know what to answer. "Hannes, stop it" I hissed. He was crossing a line. A sexual harassment charge was not exactly what I wanted to take home with me. "I.... I still have twenty minutes before my shift is over sir, maybe I can come back later?"
What the hell? He was going for it. The beautiful kid I had barked at in the lobby that same day, was offering himself to Hannes, well, to both of us actually. Sexually. I couldn't let this one pass. It seemed to good to be true, and my head was spinning when I heard Hannes reply. "Bring another bottle when you come cutie" Roberto hurried out of the room, and I was doubtful if he would live up to his promises.
"What the fuck are you doing Hannes?" I asked. "He's just 18 for Christ's sake."
"Come on Mark" he explained, defending himself "You think I didn't notice the way you were looking at him? You're dying to get your hands inside those clothes, and get his tight Italian boycunt wrapped around your leaking cock, just admit it"
There was no point in arguing. It was the simple truth, but sounded a bit harsh coming from his mouth. "I'm not a pedophile Hannes" I tried to defend myself.
"I know, you think I don't appreciate the beauty of a teenage boy? I might be .young, but I know what hot means. And that kid..." he said, using his hands to motion towards the door that Roberto had closed seconds earlier. "... is fucking perfect. So if you're not going to fuck him, stay right here, and I'll give him the night of his life by myself"
He kissed me, knowing very well the effect it would have. "But I really really want to do this together Mark. With you. Teach me how to love... please?"
I couldn't resist. He had no mercy. At all.
When the knock finally came, saved by the bell was the last thought on my fucked up mind. Judged by a knock is more like it. Until he stepped in. All resistance ran out the door before it was closed. He had changed his outfit.
Well, changed is a big word. He was stunning. The only thing he was wearing was a combination of a very short soccer short, baby blue, and a, way too tight, white t-shirt, saying: "Fuck me, I'm famous" I doubted he was indeed famous, but hey, I'd fuck him anyway. I almost lost my breath when I saw him. His legs were, of course, tanned, but also very slender, and smooth all the way. Between the waistband of his obviously too small shorts, and the same type of t-shirt, I could just see a line of smooth skin, not a hair to be noticed there either. Smiling shyly he looked no older than 16, and if I wouldn't have known better, I wouldn't even consider touching him. But since he did confirm he just had his 18th birthday, I considered. Well, more than considered.
"Now look at you" Hannes whistled, clearly pleased with what he saw. In contrary to me, he hadn't put on anything, and was still goofing around naked as the day he was born. The looks of the kid clearly had an effect on him, as his arousal was awakening yet again from between his legs. Walking in Roberto was surprised feeling the wandering hand over his barely covered buttocks, and he could only small shyly, when an obvious reaction was visible at the front of his shorts. It was clear he wasn't wearing underneath, making it all the hotter.
"You want some too?" I asked, filling now three champagne flutes, standing in nothing but my boxers. I didn't feel that comfortable, being more than 10 years older, and probably about twice his size. I only noticed for the first time he was reaching only about my nose in height.
"Yeah thanks" After a few sips he started to look a little bit more relaxed, although he was struggling not to look at Hannes' beautiful exposed genitals, now half hard, and no attempt from his side to hide that reaction.
"You're beautiful Roberto" I said, kindly, causing him to turn a little bit redder. He barely dared to look me in the eye when my hand brushed his silky cheek. "You ever been with a guy before?" The nod was barely visible, but it was there.
"How about two?" Hannes slid his hands onto his hips from behind, kissing his neck, causing the young boy to moan and close his eyes, shaking his head. "Let's change that than"
An audible gasp was breaking the tension when he slipped his determined hand over the now fully hard crotch. Roberto closed his green eyes, and tilted his head backwards onto the young man's shoulder. "Hmmm that feels good doesn't it?" Hannes' hard tool was pressing firmly into the kid's lower back, making clear where he wanted this to go. As a natural response, Roberto turned his head slightly, as their lips met for the first time. I had positioned myself back on the couch, and lighting another cigarette, was stroking the hard tube in my boxers absent minded, enjoying the show of the two young lovers that touched for the first time. The front of his blue shorts were now clearly tented out, and a wet spot was forming right underneath the waste band. "Let's get you out of these buddy, is that ok?" I liked the way Hannes was talking to the 18yo just the way I had been talking to him earlier. Determined, yet gentle and full of understanding. His hand was just as determined, as it slid inside the shorts, making the boy shiver from head to toe. "Hmm, nice and wet" he moaned "just the way I like it"
A felt another gust of precum flooding my boxers, as the pink cockhead came in view just above the waistband. A drop of clear liquid hanging off his tight piss slit, getting longer with every touch from the older boy behind him.
It took until the blue shorts hit the carpet, and he carelessly stepped out of it, for me to notice his true beauty. He had the smallest part of white flesh ever, and his pink hard cock was pointing straight up, just about the same angle it had looked when still trapped inside. His balls were quite low hanging, full of boy nectar, and naturally smooth so it seemed. Above his cock was a very small patch of black pubic hair, and when his shirt finally came off, I realized it was the only part of hair on his otherwise smooth dark body. He was pure perfection. I couldn't help wondering if his smoothness was still natural, or thanks to some very good waxing earlier. The kid was not very skinny, but not far off either. A clear six-pack defining the perfection of his structure, and a flat chest with two of the hottest nipples I've had ever seen. Lifting his arms over his head to remove his shirt, I could see even his armpits were completely hairless, and he looked nothing near to the man he'd very likely be one day. Just pure boy, pure perfection.
Once Hannes impatient fingers encircled his leaking target, the boy's knees started to shiver. A soft moan escaped his lips in approval, and at the moment he fell to his knees in front of Hannes, his green eyes were filled with pure lust.
Well, one thing was clear: he had been with other guys before, easily swallowing Hannes' 6 inches of boy meat into his throat without hesitation. Not even a bit of gagging, just right down to incredibly deep throating. Although I started to feel a bit left out, I decided not to interfere yet, and just enjoy the beautiful show for now. Now it was Hannes' turn to moan and get weak in the knee part. His hands stroking the kid's hair, as his slender hips started moving back and forth.
I didn't even know where to look first. I was completely in love with the way his thigh and butt muscled contracted with each thrust into the willing throat, just as much as I liked the very much wanted goal of my desire. Sitting on his knees, Roberto was sticking out his behind in a very slutty way. White cheeks parted slightly by default, allowing me to see the very treasure I was craving. His sphincter was small, smooth, pink, and seemed to be winking for attention. Begging me to push my tongue in as far as I could. I resisted, for now.
Clearly, Hannes had no need of the love lessons he convinced me with earlier. He knew very well what he was after, and how to get there. One thing that was clear: Roberto was a total boywhore. I'd never seen a boy sticking out his ass so far with his knees so far apart. Kneeling right next to me on the sofa, he was moaning like a bitch in heat, as Hannes stood behind him, spreading his butt even further.
"Hmmmoooo fuuuuck" he yelled, as the 23yo tongue started lapping his hidden treasure. "Like my pussy, that's it, eat my ass" I don't think he even realized he was talking out loud. Eyes closed, and his head resting peacefully on the back of the couch, he just moaned and shivered, as a long stream of precum was ending on the leather in between his knees. Another groan as the first digit of Hannes' hand entered him, for the first time. "Fuck kid, you're tight"
He didn't answer. Hell, I don't think he even heard the statement. All he did was push back his ass a little more, trying to take in more of the finger that Hannes was forcefully giving to him. His other hand was softly stroking his back, and for the first time since the encounter, he looked at me, smiling. "He's soooo hot, thank you" he mouthed, without sound, as his second finger was inserted, causing another moan to fill the room.
"Fuck me" it was almost a whisper at first, coming right from his insides. "Fuck me Hannes" Roberto was now moaning louder. "Damnit dude, fuck my ass!" Well, that was clear. Hannes smiled ear to ear, not even thinking about doubting the request, if you could call it like that.
"Allow me" I said. I had been keeping out long enough, I needed some cock, and I needed it then. The moans from above me were just as intense as the ones next to me, when I swallowed the leaking dick all the way in my mouth, while Hannes was still fingering the young boy's bumhole with now two fingers. I spit on it one last time: "You're ready, fuck this kid"
He seemed to be uncertain when lining up, but a slight nod of the head was enough for him to proceed. Clearly he hadn't forgotten about his previous experience, so he was pushing in very gently. A little too gently so it seemed. Roberto didn't say a word, he just slammed his ass all the way back in a reflex, screaming. "Oh yeah, I love that cock." Well so far for shyness. He didn't seem to waste anytime, and was soon moving back and forth, using the cock behind him as a live warm dildo. Hannes didn't even move, other than the hands on the small rocking hips in front of his crotch. Each thrust causing him to shiver. Clearly the small hole was like a vise grip around his swollen dick, sending him to overdrive. However, given the fact that he already came three time that day, he managed to hold back his orgasm, as was I.
I enjoyed the sight of the small kid rocking back and forth over his tool so enthusiastically and finally decided to blend in. I was amazed by the softness of his skin, as my free hand started stroking the insides of his legs. Deliberately avoiding his heated genitals, I moved to an equally smooth torso, sending another shiver through the kid's spine when I rubbed both his nipples at the same time.
"I want to ride your cock" Roberto gasped, looking backwards. Hannes didn't really seem to object. Clearly his knees were still trembling, so sitting down would be a nice chance.
The kid seemed to be one of those boys who don't waste a second. The moment Hannes was seated, he straddled him. Feet flat on the ground, he lowered his ass over the still throbbing penis. In a split second he was in, and Roberto was resting down in Hannes' lap, leaning back against his chest, and moved his feet onto the slightly hairy knees, exposing his penetrated hole perfectly. His cock was, much to my surprise, still rock hard, and the bobbing of it up and down almost seemed obscene. And it would have been, if it weren't that freaking hot. I lost it. Kicking away my boxers, I slid between Hannes knees, and my mouth started to work. I licked my way around the penetrating cock, feeling the widely stretched anus at the tip of my tongue, before moving upward. His soft smooth balls felt like satin on my mouth, and a pleased groan from above made clear he liked the fact I was sucking in each of his perfect little orbs into my mouth.
"Hmm yeah" My hands were now pulling his cheeks apart even more, as far as that was possible, and I knew from first hand experience how hot that would make the cock in his rectum feel. Guiding him up and down on a steady rhythm, I engulfed his entire shaft in one swift motion, making it throb again inside my warm mouth, being instantly rewarded with a strong gush of boy precum. Being only about 5,5 inches, and not very thick, he was very easy to deep throat, and very pleased with it so it seemed. His hands rested strongly on my head, and with each thrust inside my willing mouth, his anus would slide all the way to the top of his intruder's dick, causing the last one to moan in sweet harmony with him. His speed increased, significantly, and soon I was awarded with the first yet of semen in the back of my throat.
Although I don't mind swallowing a young boy's load of saved spunk, I had this obsession with facials. So the next five squirts were partially deposited in my mouth, and partially over my nose, eyes, hair, and some over head onto the clean carpet.
Unexpectedly he was quite the whole time, just until the last spurt. Screaming now, he slammed his ass down, clearly tensing his anal muscles, causing Hannes to start filling up the smooth behind. "Oh fuck yeah bitch, take my load" Oh no, this wasn't Roberto's first time. At the second he realized his penetrator was cumming, he was slapping his ass up and down quicker than anyone I'd ever seen before. Milking the cum from the smooth 23yo balls in a very professional way, making my cock even harder. When Hannes' muscles finally relaxed, after a few last spams, Roberto settled down, leaning back, and kissing Hannes. The sight was too much for me.
Just a few strokes and I was dumping my load all over the two young faces in front of me. Both boys were lapping up the semen from each other like hungry puppies, and once that task was done, started cleaning my soaked cock, together, while it went back to stand by mode, still shivering though.
I had no idea what was next, but for now, all I could do was fall down on my ass in the couch, gasping for air.
"I need some scotch"
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