WORK STORY
It was my wife who first noticed it. "All the guys who work for you are pretty nice looking, aren't they?" I've never told her about my feelings for hard bodied men, but I had to admit she was right! We have a great relationship that I don't want to screw up, so my desires for muscle are satisfied by pictures of studs and occasional phone conversations. I hadn't had a physical encounter with a man since some furtive couplings in the frat house at college.
One of the advantages of being the boss is choosing whom you are going to work with. When I took over the group, it consisted of several unappealing women and tired older men. As they started retiring, I got to hire replacements. I didn't consciously find only young studs, it just happened that all the best candidates had the best bodies!
My first hire was Dave. He was 25 with boyish good looks and a nice smoothly muscular body. All the women loved him. He eventually moved on to better things.
Then came Billy. Dark Irish good looks, 26, with an easy manner, a million dollar smile and flashing mischievous eyes. He isn't big (5'7", 150 lb) but has a great tight body with nice hard pecs and an ass I'd follow down the hall for hours!
Then last year came Joe. He's about 28, 5'8" and a very solid 190 lbs. He's been lifting weights since high school football and it shows. He's one of those rare creatures, a hairless Italian, but his build more than makes up for the lack of hair. Especially impressive are well defined pecs and well proportioned arms. And a certain handsome but dangerous look.
These guys bring some much needed fun to the group. They get along great and their constant kidding of each other brings humor to our mundane days.
We often go to the gym together on our lunch break, so I've seen both these guys naked before. I always admired their looks and bodies but never thought about pursuing anything. For one thing, Joe is married with 3 kids (all under 4!) and Billy has a steady girl. For another thing, I'd never make a pass at an underling, it could cost me my job or at the least make working together impossible. I'm 35 and in great shape myself (6'2", and a solid 210 lb) and very masculine so I don't think they had an inkling as to my occasional muscle lust.
One night last week I had to go back into work around 8 pm because I had forgotten a document I needed to do my taxes. Joe often works late so I wasn't surprised to see his light still on. As I went by his office I heard a grunt and then some muffled laughter. I pushed his door open and was shocked to see what was before me. Billy was sitting on Joe's desk, his pants down around his ankles, and Joe was kneeling in front of him, his face covered in cum and his hand wrapped around Billy's still hard cock. Needless to say they were surprised to see me. There was no question as to what I had seen so they didn't try to hide it. Billy casually pulled up his pants, putting his still dripping cock away and Joe stood up and wiped most of the cum off his face with his hand. Trying as hard as I could to not look surprised, I reached out to Joe's face and wiped some of Billy's remaining cum off with my finger. I licked my finger clean as I asked, "Joe, did you finish that data analysis that Bob needs for tomorrow?"
Joe was taken aback by this response and managed to stammer that he had finished as he wiped the rest of the cum away. Billy started smiling because he knew that only good things would come of this. "Joe," Billy said, "don't you think that the boss needs some of that attention?" With that he reached out and rubbed my crotch as I smiled into his sparkling eyes. Joe grinned and dropped back to his knees and reached for my zipper. I found it hard to believe that this macho Italian mass of muscle was such a slut for cock.
Joe pulled my rapidly hardening cock out of my jeans and went after it with his tongue. The way he worked it I could tell that Billy's hadn't been his first cock. Meanwhile, Billy was exploring my body, especially enjoying the hard mounds of my pecs. He unbuttoned my shirt and ran his fingers through my chest hair and over the ridges of my abdomen down to where Joe's lips were furiously working. I enjoyed their ministrations for a few minutes then grabbed Billy's shoulder and pushed him to the ground. He immediately licked the length of my veiny shaft while Joe continued sucking pre-cum from the head. I was in heaven as these two masculine beauties serviced me. I ran my hands over their shoulders and arms, enjoying the feel of hard muscle I so seldom get to feel. I told them both to shed their shirts which they did while hardly lifting from my cock. I continued to explore their young jock bodies, especially enjoying the feel of Joe's massive arms with their perfectly proportioned biceps and triceps.
They brought me to the brink of ecstasy but I stopped them before I shot my load. I didn't want this encounter to end so quickly. I hadn't had a taste of cock in 10 years and I wasn't going to miss this opportunity! I dropped to the ground and placed my hand on Joe's bursting crotch. I undid his belt and zipper and helped him off with his pants. He was still wearing his jockey shorts that showed the outline of an interesting cock with a huge wet spot at the head. I pulled down his briefs, slowly exposing the length of his cock. As the briefs reached the swollen head, his cock sprang free launching a drop of pre-cum through the air toward me. And a very nice cock it was, only about 6 inches long but very thick from base to cut head. A very nice piece of Italian sausage. I touched my tongue to the slit and was rewarded with the sweet taste of his clear liquid. My lips stretched to engulf the head and then gently lowered over the length of the shaft. I furiously worked my tongue at the spot just below the head and Joe moaned loudly. He reached out and pulled Billy to the floor with us and took his hard meat into his mouth. Billy in turn completed the triangle as he again found my hard cock.
I luxuriated in the satiny feel of that thick cock as my hands roamed over the hard muscled thighs, ass and abdomen of this Italian stud. How had I gone so long without the musky smell of a real man in my nostrils? I took as much of that meat in my mouth as I could, then I ran my tongue and lips along the underside of the shaft. Joe was loving this as the movement of his hips attested. Meanwhile, Billy's talented mouth was again bringing me close to the edge.
Not yet, though, there was another cock to worship. I swung around and joined Joe working at Billy's cock. We took turns running up and down the shaft and around the head, then Joe left and started working on my cock and Billy started in on Joe's. I pulled back from Billy's cock and admired it. It wasn't nearly as thick as Joe's but still had a nice heft.
Its 6 1/2 inches gave it nice proportions. A cock as neat and hard as its owner. I grasped the shaft near the base and squeezed out a drop of pre-cum even sweeter than Joe's. Billy's cock fit my mouth perfectly as my tongue pulled moan after moan from him.
Meanwhile, I found out just how good a cocksucker that mass of Italian marble was. Joe was everywhere all at once with his hands and mouth. Soon I was being pushed to the brink and decided to let it flow. Joe sensed this and used his hand to massage my shaft with fast strokes and his tongue to tickle the underside of the head of my dick. Just as I started to shoot, he pulled his mouth back and took shot after shot of my cum on his face. It was obvious that a face full of cum was heaven to him as he started bucking his hips hard against Billy's mouth. His fat cock started pumping its load as Billy grunted with pleasure. I could feel Billy's balls tighten as he started shooting his second load of the night into my willing mouth. It wasn't a big load since he had cum less than an hour before. Its taste was also a little less acrid than the cum I had wiped off of Joe's face. But nevertheless it was a joy to receive; a joy I hadn't experienced in 10 years. I kept his cock in my mouth as he slowly softened, enjoying the changing feel of that velvety skin and the smell of that manly crotch.
The three of us occasionally get together for suckfests usually as twosomes and sometimes as threesomes. We all still see our women, but these interludes of hard muscle male sex are welcome diversions.