Night had come but the hustle and bustle in Chicago
had not died down. The office looked deserted as I still sat at my desk, looking
at hot pictures of nude men. No one was there except for the security guards who
guarded the office entrance the outside. With my throbbing cock out of my fly, I
basked in the joy of masturbation. With my other free hand, I clicked on a
picture of a handsome nude man. I gasped, staring at the model's big hard dick.
Stroking my chopper, I closed my eyes and imagined what it was like to hold that
handsome model and to kiss him on the lips. I wheezed when a pearly liquid oozed
out. My hand was blotched my hand. Looking down, I saw my prong head was
glistening with precum. Clicking the other link, a new picture showed up. This
time, it showed a scene of two men fucking. My schlong got instantly harder,
ready to fuck as I laid my eyes on that hot picture. The stroking of my hand
increased as I milked it harder. More precum was squeezed out.
Clicking a button, I zoomed in the picture. Using the mouse, I moved the picture
around to get a closer look at the contorted face of the guy whose rear got
fucked. His face looked as if he was in so much pain, but he also seemed to
enjoy it. I wished I had been him, taking up that cock in my backside. Scrolling
sideway, I examined the face of the guy who shoved his prong up in the guy's
caboose. The fucker looked very satisfied. I could only imagine the pleasure he
felt as his prick was choked by the warm tight sphincter. I drew in my breath,
sensing that more precum flowed out from my cock slit. I took the mouse and
scrolled downward. A close up but blurry look showed how the chopper was trapped
in a butt. The ass lips seemed to envelope the cock shaft, as if they had been
its second skin. The picture was too arousing. I did not think I could hold back
my ejaculation.
Pressure was building up pretty fast in my balls. The churning cum was forced to
flow up to the urethra. It all happened very fast and I could not control it.
Soon, a thick gob of ejaculate flew out of my fuck tool. It was soon followed by
other jizz shots. Muffling my own mouth, I moaned out soft groans. The whole
muscles in my body contracted as orgasm was wracking my body. Squirting out, my
cum flew forward and hit the floor. It created puddles of seminal fluid as my
spunk dripped everywhere. My stomach contracted hard as my body bucked on my
seat. The powerful shots had weakened and turned into a steady stream of seed.
Panting, I let go of my tired manhood and brought my hand to my mouth. Lapping
at the jizz stains, I cleaned up my hand. I shuddered as the last wavelet of
orgasm faded away. Hitting the off button, I shut my computer down.
Some minutes later, I was ready to go home. However, when I passed my boss'
room, I saw light coming out from it. There was no one in the office building
but me. A closer inspection revealed that the door was not properly closed.
Nevertheless, just as I was going to put my hand on the knob, I heard unmistaken
sounds of two guys having sex. Curiously, I peeped in and investigated. From my
position, I could see my handsome boss sit at his desk with a man on his lap.
When I laid eyes on that man, I was taken aback. I knew him. He was Harold, one
of the janitors. It turned out that all that time, my straight married boss was
having secret gay affair with his janitor. I guess, he was not so straight
anymore. It seemed to me that the show just started for both of them were still
clothed.
"Oh yeah, baby. Kiss me. I need your kiss, come on," I heard my boss talk to
Harold. In his 40s, my boss could still be considered as a hot man. He worked
out a lot to keep his body in shape. When he flexed his muscles, you could see
them bulging underneath his clothes. Some strands of grey hair grew among his
black hair. His most appealing feature was his deadly smile, capable to make you
faint with desire. "Make love to me, Harold. I need you so much." Later, loud
lips-to-lips smacks resounded lustfully. Both men embraced and were locked in a
passionate kiss. My boss biceps were seen bulging out under the sleeves of his
shirt as he clasped Harold's body. Manly aura was emitted from his body. "I miss
your body and your warm rump hole. I wanna fuck you and ejaculate deep in your
arse. Man, you always make me so horny."
I gasped, getting aroused. My rod stirred to life, cramping my briefs. The
previous ejaculation I just had could not calm my eager pecker down. I gasped
again as I squeezed the front of my tenting trousers. After I assured myself
that there was no one else in the building, I slid my hand into my trousers,
while the other one unsnapped the button. Ever so slowly, I unzipped the
trousers. A wet precum stain had been spreading, wetting my briefs. Kneeling, I
slid my trousers down to my knees. As the kissing continued, I unbuttoned my
shirt. One by one, the buttons were undone. My blue shirt was open, exposing my
chest and stomach. Running my hand under the open shirt, I played with my
nipple. Pleasurable waves jolted my body. Biting my lower lip, I moaned out
incoherently. My other free hand took the initiative to lower down the briefs. A
hard peter jumped out and snapped back against my stomach, leaving a trail of
slimy precum.
The sex scene inside the room got hotter as my boss began taking off his shirt.
Harold did the same thing, too. With their lips locked to one another, their
hands busily undid the shirt. My eyes almost bulge out of their sockets as my
boss' athletic body was displayed in front of me. Harold's was not bad, either.
He was used to hard physical work and his body had been shaped up well. Those
two topless bodies were warming each other up. My boss seemed to enjoy it very
much. His lips were parted when they broke off the kiss, moaning. The pectorals
of his flexed hard as he held onto Harold's bare-chested body. His callused
palms roamed Harold's sexy chest, feeling up its contour. As he did that, he
never ceased to gasp and moan out his admiration. Aroused, Harold responded by
wrapping his arms around my boss' neck and lapped at it.
A drop of precum flowed down my phallus. Stroked by my hand, it was rubbed off
and left slippery sensation to my skin. Panting, I drew in more breath.
Suddenly, I felt very hot, heated up by the free porn scene. The open shirt
which clutched my body earlier finally fell to the floor, exposing my torso. My
nipples erected as cold breeze fondled them. Looking down, I saw my penis
throbbed passionately. Purplish veins decorating my cock shaft seemed to inflate
as I retracted my foreskin down. A shiny reddish cock head showed itself. Precum
had coated it well, lubing it up. Grabbing the tip, I started milking it. I
moaned as enjoyable tingles radiated from my squeezed dick head. Reaching down,
I took my balls in my hand and gave them some light pulls. Peeping at my boss
brought me more pleasure than looking at static erotic photographs.
"Oh boss, I like you a lot. Since our last love making, I've been thinking about
you all the time. I miss your touch. I miss your body. And I miss your schlong.
You're all that I need," Harold said as he hugged my boss tighter. From the
facial expression my boss showed, I could only imagine the pleasure he felt when
they rubbed their chest against each other. I wanna suck your prick. Please let
me pleasure your cock. I wanna drink your man juice." Lewdly, Harold forced
another kiss. Accepting it, my boss reciprocated the kiss. Harold muffled out
his pleasure as his mouth was invaded by my boss' tongue. Suddenly, Harold broke
away. Hungrily, he ran his tongue down my boss' body. Lapping it up like a dog,
he was trying to catch every single drop of sweat on my boss' athletic body.
From my position, I could hear Harold's slurps. He bathed the body with relish.
And as he kept tonguing, he moved down.
"Harold, my man lover. Lick my body. Worship it. I'm all yours." Abandoning
himself, he let Harold tasted his body and bathed it with his saliva. Arching up
his body, he gave the janitor a wider access to his body. One of his licked
nipples seemed to glitter under the light. The pointy head looked very inviting,
standing against the chest. When Harold reached his stomach, my boss flinched
and jerked. Unfortunately, for me, I could no longer see him for he was covered
behind the desk. Harold must have stimulated his erogenous zone. "Suck my cock,
come on. Give me the warmth of your tongue. Suck me till I cum." Not wanting to
delay Harold, my boss slipped one hand between their bodies to unsnap his own
trousers button. But the rest was done by Harold, as he savagely unzipped my
boss' trousers in one hard pull. Jerking them off, he slid them down to the
ankle. I could see the trousers lying on the carpeted floor. The only thing left
to cover the sexy body of my boss was his white briefs. I could only imagine
that those briefs had been already stained with wet precum mark. My boss bleated
when Harold fondled the tent.
Without asking for permission, the horny janitor lapped hungrily at the
briefs-wrapped cock. I did not need to look at him to know that he enjoyed doing
it. Loud slurping sound echoed again as he lapped at the briefs. But Harold
wanted more; he needed a cock. Lecherously, he jerked at the briefs and forced
them down my boss' ankles. Repositioning his seat, my boss let Harold undress
him completely. The janitor chuckled ecstatically as he found what he was
looking for. "Oh man, I miss you," he whispered to the throbbing hard cock in
front of him. Again, the cock was obstructed from my view. Closing my eyes, my
lewd mind drew out what it would have looked like: big, long, fat, cut American
white dick. Swallowing my saliva, I tried to suppress my growing lust, but I
could not. Next thing I heard was loud suction. The tip of Harold's head was
seen bobbing up and down as my boss' cock was engulfed.
Instantly, my boss was thrashing and squirming in his seat. His writhing naked
body looked sexy as the muscles flexed and relaxed in turns. "Yeah, Harold, suck
my cock. Come on, take it all down. Good boy. Keep sucking me. Make me cum. I
love your mouth. Yeah, suck my fuck tool. Make it ready and horned up before I
stick it up your stern." The more he talked, the harder Harold sucked. Holding
onto the janitor's head, my boss steered and controlled the suction rhythm.
"Suck it right there. Yeah, you're so good at pleasing my chopper." His body
suddenly shuddered, but he had not cummed yet. Being sensitive, he must have
been oozing out precum. "Lick my schlong."
Harold did not complained as hi tongue was filled with slippery liquid.
Thankfully, he gulped it down. I could still see the tip of his head bobbing up
and down. Occasionally, the head would be out of sight for some minutes when he
concentrated on licking the balls. Harold did not speak at all when he was deep
in his sucking activity. However, he still sounded out his muffled groans. It
looked like my boss' ramrod had really sealed up his mouth. A zipping sound was
heard which was soon followed with a loud clinking sound. Looking at under the
desk, I could see Harold had taken off his trousers, too. And he kept impaling
his mouth on the tool. Harold's hard phallus was swaying about, tempting me to
grab it. If I could reach my hand under the desk, I would have done it.
Nevertheless, I restrained and forced myself to be content just by merely
looking at the prong.
I gasped, squeezing the head of my cock. Another drop of precum flowed down my
boner. I paused. My jerking activity was delayed for a while just to bring that
slimy hand to my lips. Lapping at my own precum stains, I satisfied my desire to
drink some precum. Closing my eyes, I imagined that it had been my boss'. I
groaned out again, not being able to control my body. When I opened my eyes, I
still saw the same scene. Harold was still sucking my boss. Placing my hand back
on my prick, I resumed my jacking off. My warm palm was sliding up and down,
massaging my cock shaft. Occasionally, I would stop to squeeze the head in order
to force more precum out. Sweat began pouring down my body. It was not because
of the temperature, but the passionate heat I felt. My trousers began to dampen
and the sensation was very bothering. Quietly, I sat on the floor and struggled
to take them off. A minute later, I was as naked as they were. And my lust kept
rising.
And all of a sudden, my boss began showing telltale signs of orgasm. His face
was contorted as he was trying hard to hold back from orgasm. I liked seeing
men's facial expression as they reached orgasm. My boss was surely close to one.
Suddenly, he yelled out. His upper body tensed up. Beads of sweat emerged from
his pores. His torso looked even bigger than it was. The flexed pectoral muscles
stood the nipples more erect. Then, my boss began to jerk wildly, accompanied by
loud guttural groans. Again, I missed the best part of the scene which was his
spunk shooting. But as I watched him unload his spermatic fluid, I imagined his
white creamy spunk rushing out of his dick hole and flowing right into Harold's
willing mouth. Contorting, my boss' facial expression made me so horny. Seconds
later, the orgasm seemed to subside, as his groans grew weaker. Panting, my boss
ran his fingers on the janitor's head and thanked him for the marvelous orgasm
he gave. Harold's head emerged from behind the desk. A gob of white cum was
clinging on his lower lip.
And then, it was my boss' turn to pleasure his lover. The naked janitor climbed
onto the desk and sat there. His naked back was facing me, blocking me
completely from seeing my handsome boss. Spreading his legs, Harold gave my boss
access to his hard throbbing rod. Cursing silently, I was so disappointed to
miss the hardcore action my boss gave to Harold. All I could see was his bobbing
head which was accompanied by loud slurping sounds. Being sucked, Harold heated
up. There were no more boundaries between janitor and employer. At then, they
considered themselves as two horny guys who willingly gave and received
man-to-man sexual pleasure. "Yeah, suck my manhood. I know you want it. Your
wife has no meat but I have one. Suck my dick. Pleasure it. Look, it's dripping
out its precum, just for you. Lick my male member clean. Come on. I know you
want it"
Disappointedly, I threw my attention to my drooling schlong, because I could not
see anything but Harold's naked back. And that was quite boring to me. A pool of
precum formed on the floor as the result of my constantly dripping precum.
Kneeling away from the puddle, I kept milking my rod. But it created another new
puddle as my male member continuously dripped precum. Closing my eyes, I
imagined myself sucking off my handsome boss' hard phallus. As the salty precum
entered my mouth, I would drink it down gladly. The squeeze on my cock grew
tighter as I milked it harder. Reaching for my nipple, I gave it some rubbing.
It drove me wild. Sweat beaded up my back as I was close to ejaculation. More
precum was discharged to make way for my impending spunk shot. Although I just
cummed, I still had lots of it, deposited in my ball sack.
But before I could ejaculate my seed, Harold had beaten me. From inside, his
orgasmic groans resounded. Peeping at the open door, I watched his muscular back
contracted as he thrust his hips towards my boss. "I'm cumming! Take it! Take my
jizz!" He was entranced by his own orgasm, as he did not care if people outside
heard his lustful groans. "Drink my cum!" Too bad, I could not see the hardcore
action with my own eyes. But it was very easy to imagine Harold arching his back
and pushing his cumming manhood deeper into my boss' mouth. My breath got
heavier as the horny fantasy resided in my head. It made me want to ejaculate
with him. But I was still seconds away from his ejaculation. Harold continued to
groan as his body shuddered and spewed out his seed.
Finally, I reached mine. Giving hard twists on the tip, I choked my cock and
made it cum onto the floor. Uncontrollably, my body shuddered and exploded. The
chopper head pulsated violently while it sprayed out its emission. Droplets of
jism rained upon the floor, creating small seed puddles. Some even reached the
door and smeared it. Somehow, the writing of Harold's back muscles excited me
very much. The remaining spermatic fluid was pushed out of the ball sack,
draining it dry. Sighing, I laid my back on the wall. My chest was heaving as I
panted heavily. Quietly, I threw on my clothes and dressed up. Feeling tired, I
left them even though I realized that they would be still having hotter sex
afterwards. But at least, I had left them some horny souvenir behind: my cum
puddles.
END
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