WORKING LATE
"Now this contract here is one I think we should strongly consider."
It was late in the evening and the two businessmen were in their shirtsleeves, working on their third martini. Several folders lay strewn across the coffee table.
Grabbing the paper and glancing over it, the man absentmindedly reached his other hand around and stuck it down the back of his pants. The other guy watched, rather amused, figuring when you had an itch you had to scratch. But when the man pulled his hand out and stuck his finger to his nose, lazily sniffing on it, the junior exec laughed.
"Ha! Checking yourself out?" Kelly asked.
"Hunh?" Stewart looked over, still rubbing the digit under his nose. "Oh this? Just takin' a sniff break."
"A WHAT?" Kelly laughed.
"You tellin' me you don't dig smelling your ass once in a while?"
"Well...um...heh, Yeah I guess. But never when some- one's around. Jeez, maybe I'm a little inhibited, but you got balls!"
"I like the smell of my balls, too," he smiled, a little drunk. "Specially when they get sweaty and I can drag the wetness out and smell it. Betcha do that, too. Why hide it?"
"Yeah, but, hell...it's kinda like admitting you like to smell your own farts or something!" he laughed.
"HAH! I DO!!" he grinned. "Say, we've been working hard enough. What say I fix us a couple more drinks, put on a porno tape, and we can sit here and jerk off?"
"Stewart?" the guy glared at him, "you're not tryin' to put the make on me, are you?"
"No. Fuck, no. I'm just horny. What's the big deal if two buddies jerk off together? I do it...you do it...so let's do it. I got some great tapes and it's sure as hell too late to go out for pussy."
"Man, you're not bashful about anything, are you?"
"Not much. Big waste of time when you can be havin' fun, right?"
"Yeah, but I am kinda bashful. Especially with another guy. I mean, I haven't done anything like that since I was a kid."
"So, let's pretend we're 13 again. Come on, take your pants off while I fix those drinks." He got up and headed for the bar.
Feeling giddy himself, Kelly started to undo his belt. He looked up. "Hey, you are talkin' about jerkin' our own dicks, aren't you?"
Pouring, Stewart glanced around. "Why? Want me to jerk yours?"
"NO! I...I meant..."
"That's alright, I'll jerk it for you if you want."
"Hey, let's forget this..."
"Relax, I'm only kidding. Well, kinda. I mean I'm horny enough to jack off a buddy while he jacks me off. Be nice to feel a different hand on my dick besides my own. It's no big deal, man. Any way you wanna do it. We can keep our hands to ourselves if that'll be more comfortable for you. Here's your drink. Come on, relax, take your pants off while I find a tape. You need lotion?"
"Um, no. Better without. You're not bullshitting me, are you?"
"Kelly, I'm not a fag. I'm not gonna pounce on you as soon as you get naked or anything. Don't be ridiculous, we work together. We're two horny guys that need to get off. All I'm saying is we're adults and we're all alone, and I got no hangups about trading masturbation with a guy just for kicks. I'm not afraid that touchin' another guy's prick is gonna burn my hand off or make me wanna start gobbling cum for the rest of my life. But if that turns you off, okay. Like I said, no big deal."
"Well, alright. But do you mind if I watch for a while before stripping down? You know, get a little worked up first?"
"Sure, that's okay. Whatever makes you comfortable, man. Just don't do it cause you feel embarrassed that your dick's starting out all shriveled up. Most guys are tiny when they're soft."
"Heh, it's not that. Most guys got expandomatics, but I got the other problem. I don't get a hell of a lot bigger when I get hard. It's a bitch trying to keep it hidden all the time. No fun at all."
"Yeah, I've noticed that. Just...just in passing, mind you. I mean, it's like you say. Hard to miss that big thing flopping around in your trousers!" He chuckled good- naturedly.
"Gosh! Is it that evident?"
"The secretary pool sure thinks so! I've overheard them remarking on it. I say advertise, but if that makes you nervous you'd better start strapping it down! Ah, here's that tape." He slipped it into place, started the machine, and backed away...taking his pants off. Looking at the screen, he stood there flopping his dick around.
"Jeez, Stewart," Kelly was looking at him, "this doesn't bother you at all, does it?"
"Naw," he grinned, blatantly dragging his finger up his asscrack again. "Damn, I like that smell!" He sprawled on the couch a body's length away from Kelly and idly smelled his finger while playing with his cock and balls...watching the screen and making remarks about the film and the participants.
The first sex scene was no more than three minutes into the film. Kelly felt comfortable enough to at least stroke himself freely, tossing his cock around, squeezing the material. He'd glance at Stewart occasionally, amazed at his lack of inhibition as he sat there with his legs spread apart and felt himself up as if he were alone--even pushing his finger down between his legs doing that asshole busi- ness! Stewart turned his head and smiled. Kelly instantly faced forward, embarrassed. "Damn, I wish you'd stop doing that!"
"Man, you are uptight! I like to get nasty with myself. It's alright to look. Hell, man, we're staring at a roomful of people sucking and fucking each other for only one reason. For us to watch them do it! Come on, get into it."
"Guess I am acting like a kid, hunh?" He took a deep breath. "Okay," he gasped, standing up and unzipping, stepping out of his pants.
"You weren't kidding. That's a hefty piece of meat you're swinging!"
Kelly blushed, lifting his leg to get his jockeys over his ankle, giving Stewart a good shot of his low-hanging ballsack in the process as the man unashamedly looked him over.
"Wait!" Stewart gushed. "Uh, before you sit down...I promise this is the only time, but would you just let me do one thing?"
"Wha...what's that?" he asked nervously, ready to sit.
"Alright, it's weird...I'm weird. Lemme just run my finger over your asshole for a second. It's just an experi- ment. I wanna see if I get off on somebody else's buttsmell like I do my own, okay?"
Instead of being frightened or jittery, Kelly began to laugh at the absurdity of it all. "Weird is right, man! Alright, do it quick. But don't try nuthin' like jamming it up my hole!"
"No, I wouldn't do anything like that. Why would I wanna stick my finger up another guy's butthole? Scooch back a bit."
"I'm sure I don't know, Stew," he giggled, "I don't know why you wanna smell my shit either!"
"What?" he asked, tenderly rubbing all over the man's anus. "I don't wanna smell your fuckin' shit! I just wanna smell your asshole!"
That broke Kelly up. He glanced up. "Are you that dumb?!! What the hell do you think makes an asshole smell? Jezzus! Did you get enough?"
Instantly, Stewart put the finger to his nose and brazenly took a big whiff of the man's aroma, looking over with a big, silly grin.
"I know, fathead! But I got ya laughing about it, didn't I? I'm not interested in your shit smells, I just wanted to get you loosened up."
"Okay, asshole, that did it. Now shut up and let's pound some meat!" Kelly sat down and began to fist his huge cock into a firm erection, no longer feeling so tense. He watched the screen, and even looked over at Stewart jerking off without feeling shame. Each time, Stewart teased him by smelling his finger and making giddy sounds of enjoyment.
"Mmmm, mmmm. I never would have believed it, Kelly, but damned if you don't smell better than me!"
As a lark, Kelly stuck a finger back there and smelled it himself. "Of course! It's the best. Quite entrancing. Full bodied with an absolutely heavenly fragrance!" He smirked in jest.
"Oh? Don't be so smug. You haven't tried mine yet!" Stewart twisted his butt to the side, offering it. "Go ahead, take a swipe! But use your other hand so you don't get them mixed together."
Laughing, Kelly quickly reached over with his middle finger out.
"I've probably wiped it all off," Stewart chuckled, "guess you'd better stick it in a ways."
With an evil grin, Kelly jammed it into the man's anus. Then he froze in his tracks, embarrassed at what he was doing. Quickly, he yanked it out and stared forward, his big boner standing up in his crotch, untouched.
"Well?" Stewart coaxed, "Go ahead 'n smell it!"
"No. I don't think so."
"CHICKENSHIT!" Stew joshed.
Kelly stared at him angrily. "Okay, fucker!" He put the finger under his nose and smelled it loudly and furiously. "THERE, I SMELLED THE FUCKIN' SHIT FROM YOUR ASSHOLE! You happy now?"
"Obviously, you're not! Was it that bad? I always thought it...but then again..." With a big grin, he took the finger he'd used to rub Kelly's anus with and popped it into his mouth, sucking it!
"STOP THAT! Jeez, I'm gettin' dressed!" He stood up.
"Hey, you really ARE serious!"
"Damned right! Finger your own shit, man, you're too filthy for me!"
"What a tightass! Where'd you lose your sense of humor, anyway?"
"Humor? You call this funny?"
"Kelly, what else could it be? I don't understand what you're getting upset about. Okay, I'll stop fooling around with that stuff. Come on, it's just the martinis making me silly."
"That's all?" he hesitated, wanting to believe that's all it was.
"Sure, sit down. There's a great scene coming up. You gotta see this chick take 10" down her throat! Then two guys fuck her cunt at the same time. You gotta see it... it's fantastic!"
"Really? Alright, but don't do anything." He squatted back down then suddenly bolted up out of the seat. Stewart had put his hand on the couch, causing him to sit on his hand!
"Okay, okay. I'll stop. Hell, man, sex is supposed to be fun!"
"Yeah, you're a real card, Stew." Kelly got a wisened look on his face. "So, joker, you wanna blow me now...or later?"
"Yeah, sure," Stewart laughed, confused at his attitude, seeing the seriousness in his eyes. "Hey, you ready for another drink?"
Kelly walked around the coffee table and approached him, holding his massive erection in hand and waving it in the man's face menacingly.
Stewart gulped, suddenly losing his ability to smile. "Hey, guy, I...I can't see the s-screen."
"I asked you a question." Kelly stared down with a newly-acquired gleam of self assur-ance. "You wanna blow me now or later, cocksucker?"
"Huh, quit teasin', w-willya Kelly. Get that thing outta my face."
"Holy shit!" Kelly cried. "You poor fuckin' bastard..."
"W-what're you jabbering about, K-Kelly?" Stew squirmed.
Kelly took a long, slow stroke on his massive prick. "Look at it. Look at my big cock, Stew. See how stiff and hard it is?"
"Y-yeah, so w-what?"
"Doncha wanna suck it?"
"NO! No, I don't...wanna do that..."
"You dumb fuck. You can't take your eyes off it. Are you even aware how hard your prick is and how you're stroking it?"
Stewart look down and instantly took his hand away. "Uh, j-just horny, I guess. You know...I'm...I need to get off, that's all!"
"Stew? Doncha know? All these little games you been playing with me. You're a cocksucker! You wanna blow me. You're queer and you don't even know it. Hell, if I turned around and bent over...you'd lick my fuckin' asshole!"
"You're crazier than fuck!" The man sat back, staring at him, shaking his head in denial.
"Okay," Kelly agreed, seeming to take him at his word. "You're the original funboy. You dig experiments. Let's try one out."
"Whadda you mean?" he asked, suspiciously.
"This'll be easy. Any guy that can 'tease around' by sniffing and licking butt-smelling fingers will find this easy. See, I'm just gonna climb onto the couch and put my cockhead on your lower lip. I'm not gonna do anything... just rest it there for 30 seconds. If you're not a cocksucker...just a fun guy...it won't bother you to withstand it."
"What's the p-point?"
"The point is," he straddled the guy's body, getting his bloated cock close, "I say you won't be able to last 30 seconds...half a minute...without sticking your tongue out to LICK IT!" With that, he slapped his prick down to Stewart's upraised mouth, resting his cock-head on his lower lip.
Stew's eyes shot open as he stared at the fat, glistening knob. He couldn't look for long because it made him crosseyed. He looked up at Kelly's smirking face, determined that his tongue would remain inside.
"Silky smooth, isn't it?" Kelly cooed. "Bet you'd just love to wrap your lips over the whole thing and suck like a baby, hunh? Guess you can smell my balls from there, hunh? Don't worry, I'll let you lick them clean later. Whoops! Looks like my prick's leaking a little bit. Got some juice running down into your mouth. Well, like you always say, NO BIG DEAL, right? Hell, you only got ten seconds to go. Here, I'll squeeze some more out." He grabbed his shaft tightly and squeezed his prick until big droplets of sticky fluid ran from his pisshole.
Stewart let out a gasp of breath and closed his eyes. With only 2 seconds to go, he wrapped his lips over the juicy knob! He got a tender grip on Kelly's asscheeks with both hands, holding him in place and fondling them, while he moved forward to take the prick in his mouth!
"That's it, Stew baby, blow the fuck out of my cock! Suck it any way you want, man. I got a big load of jizz in my balls and it's all yours! Mmmm, play with my ass. You've been wanting to all night. I'll letcha lick that too. Go ahead, slip your finger up my shithole. Loosen it up for your tongue, I'll let ya! What, you wanna say something?"
"H-ha...h-how'd you..." The prick was jammed back in.
"How'd I know? The way you touched my anus. Not the way you smelled it. Nor even the way you sucked your finger. The way you touched it. It wasn't a nasty swipe...like it'd be for a guy who was just a horny shit-smeller...it was a lingering love touch."
Stew pulled off, gasping for breath. "It's so big!"
"Okay, man. Take a breather. Lick my nuts! Suck on 'em! You don' mind doing a buddy a favor, do you? Like blowing his cock, licking his balls, and sucking his asshole? Bet you gotta lot of buddies you been thinking 'bout what they got in their pants, hunh? You're as queer as a three- dollar-bill is green! Can't believe you never figured it out before this. Oooh, lick faster! Never thought I'd ever let a queer touch me, but you freaked me into it. YOU DIDN'T EVEN FUCKIN' KNOW YOU WERE A QUEER!"
He suddenly calmed down and pulled away, laying across the couch. "Aw, gee, I'm sorry, Stew. I don't mean to call you names, and I'm not really angry. Here, here's my cock, balls, and ass. You wanna come down here and continue...I'd fuckin' love it. Wanna throw me out on my ass? Just say the word, I'm gone...everything totally forgotten."
Stewart stared down at the guy with the stiff rammer pointing upward, and gushed, "Thanks, man!" He pushed his face back into the guy's crotch. "Guess I always wanted to do this to a guy. I like sucking your dick. Hell, I love sucking your dick! Sure couldn't have picked a bigger one for my first time. Jeez, you smell good! HOT BALLS! I think I got turned on so much cause you were such a...a timid guy...afraid of doing anything with another guy. Now I'm laying here sucking on a tiger with a dirty mouth! Got a confession. I only just realized it, but when I stuck my finger in my mouth and sucked off your butt taste, it wasn't just to freak you out. I shoulda known then. Even a horny bozo wouldn't go that far! Already I knew I wanted to taste your ass. Lemme try it. Lift your legs. Let me lick your asshole!"
"Go for it, Stew. Taste me all you want!" He pulled his legs back, exposing his virgin pucker so the other man could lick him. "Aw, it tickles! Hey, hey, what're you doing? S-stop that. OH, FUCK! I didn't know you were gonna stick your tongue inside! Mmmm. Damn, you're nasty! Okay, fucker, tongue me the fuck out if you want. EAT OUT MY SHITHOLE!"
The junior exec layed there--holding his legs back to his chest--amazed at what he was letting his colleague do to him, and how much he was enjoying it. He started strok- ing his cock wildly, until Stewart pulled it away from him.
"You ready to pop, Kelly? Next time. Next time you can come with my tongue up your ass. Right now I wanna taste your cockjuice. Let's see what kind of a blowjob I can give."
"Wait! Don't...don't go down on it yet. I'm too hot." He stuffed a pillow behind his back so he could watch. "Just lick...yeah, lick my shaft like that. Ah, what a tongue! See, I told you you love cock! Make it last, man. Lick my nuts. Yeah, you look good licking a guy's cock and balls. Like you were meant to do it! Aw, shit, maybe I can come twice. Suck it...suck it, quick! Unh! Unh! Ahhhhh! OH!"
Stewart squeezed the shaft and went about half-way down, bobbing his head up and down, letting the juice squirt in his mouth and gulping it down with enthusiasm.
Kelly layed back, catching his breath. Stew looked up at him with a huge grin on his face...and cum on his chin. "Oh, man. You wouldn't believe it. This is great! You really oughta try it!"
"That was swell, Stew. But...I don't think so."
"Listen. Let's have another drink, then we'll try the 30-second deal. You know, just put my pecker on your lower lip. Chicken?"
"Okay, fella. But you're wastin' your time!"
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