Bruno
My favourite fuck is the janitor at work. Ted is in his early fifties and built like a brick shit house and is thick as two short planks. But what a hot man he is. Every time I see him and he smiles at me I just go weak t the knees. He is really kind and helpful. But above all else Ted is really horny.
He has an impossibly thick cock, about six and a half inches long and a pair of humungous furry nuts. When I'm feeling horny I nip down to the basement to see what Ted is up to, and usually it doesn't take long before he winks at me and locks the door and drops his dungarees.
I can't tell you how hot it makes me when he stands there before me with that fat cock poking straight ahead. I drop down to my knees and open wide to let that flared cap into my mouth. Ted moans softly as I coat his fat cockhead with saliva and give him a really good blowjob. He massages my scalp with his sausage like fingers and gently face fucks me. By this time his cock is drooling loads of precum and I lap it up like a starving pup.
By this time we are both so horny that I feel great relief when he bends me over his workbench and starts to slide his lubed up fingers up my ass. Then it is time to concentrate as that massive bazooka starts to invade my ass. It takes a good deal of effort to get it all in, but boy! it is worth it. Ted fucks slow and deep, giving me time to get adjusted and boned up again.
After about half an hour we are both ready to blow. Ted always lets me know when he is getting close and I speed up my cock stroking so that we get off at the same time.
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Jason
My boss is younger than I am. At twenty six he already controls several companies. Don't ask me how he does it, because he is so damn sexy and loves to party as much as the next guy. I don't know where he gets the time to do it all.
Eric is blonde and really good-looking. He could have just about anyone he wants so I'm always flattered when he tells me he needs me to work late. That's just code for he needs me to drop trou. He has a thirty inch waist and a tight little bubble butt that is as smooth as marble. His washboard stomach is as smooth as anything, so is his chest. But I think the thing I love most about him is his sexy blue eyes. There is always such a naughty twinkle in his eyes that you feel he is undressing you even when you are in public.
Oh, I forgot to mention his eight inch pole. He is real proud of that fucker; he loves for it to be admired and discussed around the office. Somehow he managed to "forget" a nude picture of himself on the photocopying machine so everyone knows how hung he is. But what everyone doesn't know is what a good fucker he is.
When he asks me to work late he lowers the blinds and locks the door and then he comes and stands right behind me so I can smell his cologne wafting in my nostrils. He nibbles my neck and asks me how I've been. I tell you, for a man of forty, I feel really flattered by the way he treats me. Very, very slowly he starts to strip off my suit and tie, all the time kissing and stroking me. By the time he gets my underpants off they are wet with precum.
The moment my cock springs free it slips down his eager throat and he starts deepthroating me with the most amazing skill. His hands grab hold of my butt cheeks and massage them before pulling them apart. Then he spins me around and buries his face in my ass. If I had any reluctance about being fucked it would disappear by this point. I am putty in his hands as that snake like tongue glides over my fuck truffle, leaving me gasping and panting and desperate to be penetrated.
But Eric takes his time. He is, after all, my boss. I will do as he tells me. I am a complete wreck by the time he lubes up my ring and chute. I push back against him as he enters me, desperate to have all eight inches but he feeds them to me at his leisure. By the time he is buried deep I'm rearing to go, my veiny cock bulging from so much pressure. Then Eric starts to fuck hard. He pulls that massive rod all the way out and slams it back home again. Over and over he pounds into me, using my ass for his pleasure and in the process giving me mine.
Usually I'm fixing to blow for the second time when he starts the strange grunting that alerts me to his oncoming orgasm. I quickly tease my straining cock to a second blast off as he lunges deep one last time and lets fly with a massive load of boss man's jizz.
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Edwin
I work as a gardener for the city council. Most days I love my job but sometimes when the weather is foul it puts me in a bit of a bad mood. I start thinkin "why don't I get an office job, where I could be nice and warm." But deep down I know I couldn't cope with being cooped up in an office.
So, when I have one of those days when I'm feeling low I know just where to go to get myself feeling good again. There is this guy I know called Ray who runs a breakfast bar. Most days he has a rush on early in the morning and then it is quiet after that. So I go to his place and he fixes me some bacon and eggs and gives me big mug of steaming coffee, and I feel good again.
Ray never lets me pay for this little treat. Well, there's a reason for that, see. Ray thinks I'm sexy, or something crazy cause I see myself as just an ordinary guy. If my wife knew what I got up to with Ray, she'd have a fit. But nobody can make me feel as good as Ray. He is stone crazy about me and can't stop looking at me and just wants my cock all the time. He hardly ever gets it, mind. Only when I'm feeling blue, like maybe once every two months or so.
Anyway, Ray puts up the closed sign in the door and calls me into his little store room in back. I tease him up to a certain point- cause, shit it makes me feel like "the man" - but only up to a certain point. If I'm in the mood to be serviced I'll go back to the store room with him. If I aint, I just tell him I got to get back to work.
But when I go back with him you should see the smile on his face. And then he just goes hog crazy as he drops to his knees and starts gropin me up. Before I know it he has my zip undone and has hauled my fat hog out of my boxers. He always takes time to admire it and tell me how beautiful it is and then he slowly peels back the foreskin before taking it into his mouth. His hands push down at my work pants and I step out of them. Now he is free to have me the way he wants me. His hands stroke up and down my thighs. I can't tell you how good that feels. And when he cups my balls and starts gently rolling them around in his hands I just want to explode.
But Ray cools me down and then builds me back up again. He asks me if he can get undressed and if I'm in the mood for more than a blow I say yes. Sometimes I get so fuckin horned up I don't know where my head is at. Before I know it I'll find I've got my face in his peachy ass eating him out real good. I've got to be really horny to do that but I don't mind telling you that when I'm in the mood there is nothing else like it. It just feels so taboo and so damn hot. By this time Ray's asshole will be all wet and relaxed so that all I need to do is take aim and start sliding home.
Man, he loves that. As much as he loves blowing me and swallowing a big, creamy load it is a cock up the ass that really gets him rocking. The way he pushes back against me, and clamps his ring down on my bulging cock, I've never known anything like it. It is too freakin hot. I can never last in an ass as hot as Ray's. The man milks my cock juices with his little pussy and afore too long I tell him I'm gonna blow. He quickly strokes off and usually beats me to it, groaning like a stuck pig as he floods the floor with his jizz. Moments later I pump out a massive load that keeps him happy until the next time. When I'm done Ray licks my cock clean. Talk about devotion!
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