Jack was nineteen and had just recently split up with his girlfriend. He liked her well enough, but each time they made love and he saw the look on her face he knew that he wanted to experience that feeling for himself. He wanted a man inside him!
But living in a small town like he did had its drawbacks. He didn't even own a car yet and there was almost no public transport out of town so he was stuck there. Now that he was no longer getting laid his horny thoughts grew ever more frequent. How the hell could he get his hands on a cock without the whole town knowing about it.
The answer had been right under his nose all along. Jack's boss was in his early thirties and really toned and fit. He played squash several times a week and ran half marathons on a regular basis. Jack knew that Mr Smith had a girlfriend, and because jobs were so hard to come by he didn't want to mess up so he didn't even want to allow himself to daydream about the handsome blonde stud. But it was hard not to; Mr Smith wore pants that really hugged his firm, muscular ass and let you know up front that there were a couple of beefy nuts in his shorts.
Then one day, out of the blue, Mr Smith asked Jack why he had broken up with his girlfriend. Jack blushed and replied that he wasn't ready to settle down.
'I know what you mean' Mr Smith replied. 'Candy is putting pressure on me to get married but I don't really want to.'
'What now, or ever?' Jack asked.
'I don't know if I'll ever be really ready to settle down.' Mr Smith replied. ' I like to play the field. I get bored so easily.'
The though of Mr Smith fucking his way around town made Jack gulp and blush. He was so fucking turned on he had to turn away to hide the growing bulge in his pants.
'Hey Jack,' Mr Smith suddenly said ' have you ever made it with another guy?'
Jack went beet red and said no.
'Want me to give you a blowjob?' Mr Smith asked.
Jack couldn't believe what he was hearing. Could it be possible that his sexy boss was offering to go down on him? Somehow he managed to say yes, even though his mouth was as dry as the desert. His heart pounded like crazy as Mr Smith approached him and started undoing his flies. Jack's super hard boner popped out and Mr Smith took it in his hand and milked the foreskin up and down a few times. Jack sighed as the fresh air made contact with his super sensitive cock head.
'What a beauty!' Mr Smith cooed before taking it into his mouth.
That first contact of lips and tongue on his cock would forever be locked in Jack's memory. He groaned out loud as pleasure overcame him. His boss' warm hands played up and down Jack's smooth thighs and strayed occasionally onto his firm little bubble butt while Mr Smith's mouth made love to Jack's shaft and head. Each and every nerve in his body was alive to pleasure as the older man gave him the blowjob of his dreams. Mr Smith's hands now started playing with Jack's balls and teasing the sensitive skin behind. He felt a finger brush over his virgin hole and shuddered.
'Fuck me please, Mr Smith!' he begged.
Mr Smith looked up at Jack and then came off his cock and spun him around and pushed him against his desk. He parted Jack's smooth cheeks and buried his face in his crack and just about made Jack jump out of his skin as his tongued licked up and down his crack. Each time that tongue slithered over his little rosebud Jack moaned a little louder. This sensation was unlike anything he had ever imagined but it was about to get better when Mr Smith's tongue started probing into his asshole. Jack was totally lost in lust as his hot little hole was eaten out for a good fifteen minutes. He could hardly think straight from being so crazed with lust.
At last he felt a spit wet finger start to slide into him. Jack was so completely ready for this that it entered him with ease and he knew what pleasure awaited him. Mr Smith worked his finger in and out of Jack's pretty little manhole before at last he stood up and dropped his trousers. Jack glanced back to see a cock that was so incredibly beautiful that it looked like it had been carved by a master craftsman. Below a soft fleece of blonde pubes was this slender seven inch boner that had a dewdrop of excitement juice glistening in the eye. Below the cock of his dreams hung two large, smooth balls that looked full to bursting with jizz.
Mr Smith opened his briefcase and took out a bottle of lube. He worked a good dollop into Jack's ass and the sensation almost triggered an orgasm. If his spit wet fingers felt good the lube he now used made it feel ten times better. But when Mr Smith started to rub his slender cockhead up and down Jack's crack the sexed up twink realized that the best was yet to come. The boss man teased Jack until he begged for cock.
'Please, please, Mr Smith, give it to me!' he moaned.
Mr Smith gently stabbed at Jack's virgin hole, over and over he teased his ring until it was relaxed and ready for him. He knew what it felt like the first time you ever let a man in your hole and he wanted it to be good for Jack. And it was. Slowly, slowly that beautiful narrow dick slid up Jack's chute, arousing feelings he had no words to describe. He was being fucked by a man! Mr Smith whimpered as he slowly fucked the beautiful twink. Jack's ass was like a warm silken towel around his cock, milking him to perfection. Jack pushed his ass a little way back from the desk, allowing him space to work on his reinflating cock.
That hard dick in is ass was pushing all the right buttons. Every single fibre of his being was turned on; he could hardly tell where his body ended and where Mr Smith's began. The pair moved in unison, growing ever closer to the trip point. Jack's cock was really, really hard now and each stroke seemed better than the last. There seemed to be something in his ass that Mr Smith was rubbing up against that made the experience of stroking one out seem more intense. He almost wished that Mr Smith would get a little wild and fuck him like crazy but the older man never switched gears. He just kept on stroking away into the increasingly juicy love chute that his employee had offered him. It was moments like this that alleviated the boredom and he wanted it to go on for as long as possible.
Jack was close, so very close. He kept warning Mr Smith that he was going to blow. Mr Smith nibbled Jack's shoulder and told him to let it fly. But Jack wanted Mr Smith to cum too. He squeezed his assring tight against Mr Smith's cock and the older man groaned out loud and long. Jack knew he had found the magic button and kept squeezing down really tight before releasing. Mr Smith was a mumbling wreck as the hot twink milked his cock with his powerful contractions. Over and over Jack clamped until at last Mr Smith could take no more. He whimpered and growled as his orgasm started to build and the wave washed over him.
He gave one last lunge into Jack's magic ass and pumped out the biggest load that he could remember. Jack quickly flicked his wrist over his hard cock as he pushed back on Mr Smith's still hard cock. It took less than ten strokes before Jack saw stars and his knees buckled under him. He gasped and cursed as his cock erupted, spewing out a hot gush of jism that sprayed all over Mr Smith's desk.
'Wow! was all Jack could say when he got his breath back.
'Wow indeed.' replied Mr Smith. 'I think you and I are going to get along real well.'
Copyright 2005 Tom Deapen www.mantales.com