After months and months of contemplating how this would go and just what I would say, I decided to do it. I am going to e mail him and see where this goes. He will never know that it's me, and that way if he is not into guys, I won't out myself.....
My name is Jason, I work as a buyer for one of the largest multimedia retailers in the world. I love my job, and have been progressing up the ladder pretty steadily since I came aboard 3 years ago. I have always loved music, movies, books, and any other form of recreational entertainment, but never imagined myself being one of the lucky ones. My company is very liberal, and really fosters an atmosphere where people who live "alternative lifestyles" are accepted and not discriminated against. I have never worked with a corporation that was so understanding of work/life balances, same sex domestic partners, and all sort of diverse situations. As you can see, I am really happy with the company that I work for. To give a great example, the company Diversity Taskforce, rallied to get a fitness center built in the basement our building to combat, the rising instances of Diabetes, heart disease, and a lot of other weight related issues. Since the fitness center has been here, I have been able to lose about 20 pds of fat, and bring my body fat % down to 11 %, so I am very please with the results, and would never have had the time to get to a gym if it wasn't in our basement. Not to toot my own horn, but I am a sight for sore eyes. At 6.3 , 190, a tapered V shaped waist line, a 6 pack that would make bring any hot lustful horned up guy to his knees, and not too mention an ass that will make any cock stand up too full attention and literally beg to be the lucky one to kiss my ass. I am a light brown skin black guy, with a bald head, thick eyebrows and a full goatee beard. So if I do say so myself, I am fuckin beautiful. And even though I sound like the biggest conceded person in the world, I'm couldn't be far from it. I carry myself very well, and like most other gay guys, make sure that I am wearing the latest in Italian fashion.
But even though my company is so liberal, I could never see myself coming out to anyone at work. May be it is something about being black, that my upbringing didn't allow for any other thing than being a strict heterosexual. So I have learned to repress my urges pretty well, until I saw Erik. This guy was a mix between Antonio Banderes' and Antonio Sabato Jr. . He had the darkest features, his eyes were such a deep brown that crayola would have paid dearly to get a shade close to his. His hair was cut in the most boyish way, deep dark black hair that looked midnight blue in the sunlight. But the best part of all was his lips and his smile. If you want a mental... think of Freddie Prince Jr., this guy's smile would melt the heart of Osama Ben Laden. All he had to do is show the glimmer of his pearly whites, and the slightest hint of his deep dimples, and world peace would be achieved. He stood about 6.1, 170 pds, and one other advantage of my companies fitness center was the fact that you got to see your colleagues in unusual predicaments. His body, was the object of countless jack off sessions. His 8 pack was so defined the crevice between them were deep enough for him to hold a magic marker between them without it falling while he stood flexing his muscles. His biceps were the type that after a grueling sex session you would lay on them and sleep better that any posturepedic could ever offer. And I am not sure about any of you, but a guys feet, is the ultimate in sexuality. I don't know if its because I rarely see a guys feet, unless you are the beach, but Erik's nearly made me cum twice when we were talking in the locker room. To sum up this guy, he was fucking gorgeous.
I first noticed Erik during a meeting where I was giving a presentation. I had worked very hard on the material and was very proud of how things turn out. My boss came up to me after the meeting and said that this went way beyond his expectations, and that he was very pleased with the information that I had presented. He told to take the next few days off, and we could discuss implementation next week. By this time a had a small audience of colleagues congratulating me and a few giving me the evil jealous eye, but it really didn't bother me. After the room was empty and my boss took me out to lunch, I went back to the conference room to gather my material and go back to my desk. As I was cleaning up I saw a planner in the spot where Erik was sitting, and after being a little too nosey I read inside flap to make sure it was his. Just as I was closing the planner...
"Did you read anything interesting"? "Unh... Oh Erik, Hey" I stupidly replied "Did you read anything interesting" Erik repeated as he took his planner out of my hands "No, Erik, I just read the inside flap to see who it belonged to, so I could return it" "Jason, I wasn't insinuating anything, I was just kidding with you" I should have known, I thought, but all I could muster was, "Ok"
Feeling that I have just made a fool of myself, and not wanting to be alone with him anymore, I quickly resumed gathering my things while, Erik told me what a great job I did on my presentation. By now I was starting to fantasize about what his cock looked like, and how it would feel up my ass, when his voice started to re-register in my mind.
"Is it a date, Jason" "Hunh.... Is what a date" I said looking into those breathtaking eyes "Workout after work today, you didn't hear me?" "I am sorry Erik, my mind was totally on someone... ???>> I mean something else" "No problem, so how about... you wanna meet tonight and work out, I could really use someone to spot me" "Ummmm sure, I usually go during lunch, so since I didn't have a chance, I could meet you then" "Cool, then it's a date" Okay I will see you later
By 4 pm, my mind was racing and I had already jacked off twice in the bathroom since Erik and I had set the time to work out, and I was starting feel the workings of another hard on starting to arise. By the time Erik showed up at 5:30 I had already ran 15 minutes on the treadmill and worked up a good sweat to lessen the horniness that I was feeling. When Erik came out of the locker room, I nearly dropped my shorts, ripped my jock strap off and plowed that cute bubble butt in front of the 5 or 6 other employees that were there.
"How long have you been here, I thought we said 5:30" Erik said as I bent to get a drink from the fountain "We did.... I just had a lot on my mind, and needed to settle down, before started with the weights" "Something must really be bothering you, is everything okay" "Oh you know how things can get to you, I am sure it will pass" "Are you sure, we can go get a beer and talk , rather than work out, if you like" "Maybe afterwards, but I really need to work out"
Erik shrugged his shoulders and we went over to one of the benches and started with a few bench presses. After a few warm up exercises, Erik lied on the bench and I positioned myself behind him. The first set was pretty easy , and he was finished way too soon, as I was really enjoying the outline of his cock through the jersey shorts he was wearing. As he lowered the bar to his chest I saw every muscle in his body flex, and I nearly lose my load, just from that sight alone. Then it was my turn, and with the hard on that I was experiencing I didn't know how I would ever explain this. So, I laid on the bench, and just as Erik took position behind me and I open my eyes to get ready to grab the bar, I saw the most beautiful cockhead staring me eye to eye. I tried my best not too look as Erik looked into my face wondering when I was going to start my set, but I was absolutely stunned. I couldn't look away and I couldn't move, all I could do was stare. This must have been going on too long, because Erik jerked my shoulder asking if I was alright. When I came back to reality, I knew that I couldn't go through with this work out, so I had to end it there. "I am sorry Erik, this thing is really starting to get to me, I think I should go" "Jason, what is it? You seem like you are losing control or something, Can you at least tell me what is about" "I just have some things I need to come to terms with, but I have to work through them on my own" I said as I got up and started wiping the sweat of my forehead "Look, I know how things can be sometimes, and I understand that we aren't that close for you to tell really personal things, so how about we go grab the beer we talked about today" "Erik, I don't..." "I won't take No, for an answer, you obviously need to unwind, besides I didn't get a chance to celebrate your presentation" "Okay Erik, let me go take a shower and I will be ready in 15 minutes" "Okay I will finish this set and be in a second"
I was so happy that I would be able to shower alone, as there are no doors on the stalls, just half walls, and if I saw him totally naked, I would have busted a nut just from the sight of him. As I started to soap my body I got down to my rock hard cock and gave it a gentle squeeze, and just from that a long strain of clear pre-cum leaked onto the shower floor. I couldn't stand it any longer and started to furiously jacking my cock. I knew I was getting close when I heard Erik call out to me that he didn't need a shower, and happy that I agreed to go get a beer. I froze at the sound of his voice and was quite pissed when I turned the soothing warm water to the brisk cold to cool my aching cock.
After gaining my composure, I came into the changing area with a towel wrapped around my waist, to a picture perfect site of Erik bent over getting something out of his locker. He was totally nude and immediately my cock started rise and my eyes flowed up and down the small of his back to the rock hard mounds of flesh and muscled glutes. As he stood up, I realized that I was starring and hurried to my locker to get dressed before he realized my hard on. I managed to get my boxerbriefs on before he turned around but that did little to hide the tent that my 8 inch cock was starting to make. We chatted back and forth while we got dressed and that is when I noticed his gorgeous feet. The were at least a size 12, long slender toes, nicely manicured, and well taken care of. As he crossed his leg across his knee to put on is right sock I noticed the long bone lines and huge veins trailing from each back to his ankle. OHHHH MY GOD!!! Just as I was coming down from heaven I noticed that he was smiling at me, as if he was waiting for a reply.
"Hunh, Did you say something Erik" "I said, is everything all right" "Yeah, I am sorry for drifting off like that" "It seems like your problem is really bogging you down, you really need to get a grip on things" he said as he walked over to sit next to me while he put on his shoes "I just need to get some rest over the next few days, I'll be fine" "Mr. Spints, gave you the next few off right?" "Yeah, I think I will get some much needed time off" I said as started to head for the door
The drive to bar was quick, and I kept beating myself up the entire way. I had to get a grip on things and get rid of this crush that was causing me to make a fool of myself. We arrived at the bar, and order two beers and took them over to the pool table to shoot a few games, and every time it was Erik's turn he always seemed to take a shot that caused his ass to be bent in my direction. Even if there were other shots that would be better, he seemed as if he wanted to make it a point to show his ass to me. I was subjected to this torture for at least 2 hours, but that was also 4 beers and 2 long Island Iced tea later, Erik however was only on his 2nd beer, and was obviously there to let me enjoy myself.
"Hey, Jason it's getting late, and I still have to work tomorrow, I think I should go" "Oh, come on its only 9:45, do you have someone waiting for little Erik at home... or does he have a curfew..." I drunkenly slurred "No Jason, I just getting a little tired, and want to head home, I live almost an hour from here" Erik said as he returned the pool stick and the balls to bartender and paid our tab "Oh... Erik you don't have to drive all the way home, you can crash at my spot, that way we don't have to stop drinking" "I can't , I don't have anything to where tomorrow, and besides you seem like you've had enough to drink" "Look, you can stay at my place... I have plenty of things you can wear, and my mother lives in Kansas, so I think I will decide when I've had enough to drink" "Okay, Jason we can go back to your place, but we will leave my car here and we can go back to your place together"
By now I was totally out of it, and as soon as I gave Erik directions to my house I passed out in the car. When Erik pulled into the driveway and cut the car off, he reached over and gently shook my leg. When I didn't respond, he repeated it, except this time he went a little higher up my leg, and his grip seemed to be a little more firm. I slowly raised my head and I imagine smiled the goofiest smile in my life, and then plopped my head back on the seat. See that I was not going to move without his help, Erik got out the car and came over my door and open it. He leaned in to undo my seat belt, and ever so slightly brushed against my cock. That is all I needed to start to get my juices flowing, my dick started to stand in attention.
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