NOTE:THIS STORY IS FICTIONAL AND NOT REAL. IT'S FROM MY INTENSE SEXUAL TENSION AND IT INVOLVES A 20 YEAR OLD GUY AND A 38 YEAR OLD GUY. EMAIL ME IF YOU THINK THIS STORY IS GOOD, I LIKE TO HEAR SOME FEEDBACK. MORE TO COME SOON.
My Younger Employee
First off, I'd like to introduce myself...My name is Bill Myers. I'm 38 years old. An older man, who has an incredible attraction to younger men. It's an obsession no one knows about, not even my boyfriend who is 44 years old. Though I don't like REAL young guys 16 and under, I DO like younger guys from 17-25 years old. It's something I can not explain but it's the strange nature of sexual attraction that was handed down to me.
I work at an office building, I'm-not so fast....My actual job is a secret so I'll tell you this. I work in a building and I wear a suit everyday, well trimmed face, and have looks to kill. I'm the type of guy who is incredibly handsome for my age, not because I think so, but because of the compliments I get day in and day out. Mostly by females, which I'd rather get from men. I work out at a local gym, have met some guys for sex there, but always imagine myself with that 20 year old lifting weights across from me. I can't help it. Why does my dick get hard when I think of him and others like him. My dick is getting hard as I type. I know there are men out there who understand where I am coming from.
Well, now that I've gotten my life story out of the way, and you have a general idea who I am, it's time to share my intense sexual relation with a young fellow around 20 years old. My story begins on an everyday ordinary weekday at the office. I was downstairs in the lobby, enjoying a chat with a cute co-worker when he caught my eye. Man oh man, was he all that and more. This Italian young man, with hair like a model and a white shirt-tie-slacks ensemble put together probably from his father walked into my life. He was holding an application approaching the front desk. I watched him totally ignoring my friend, who got the hint and left. Now with my full attention on this young lad, I decided to walk to make it look as if I wasn't focused on his tight firm ass that could easily be seen with the naked eye.
He exchanged a few words with the secretary, and I saw him smile. That made me smile. He laughed followed by me laughing quietly to myself. The phone rang at her desk putting their conversation on hold...causing him to look around his surroundings. I sat down at a nearby couch, a lounge area, crossing my legs not looking in his direction. Didn't want to look `that' desperate. Well after a few seconds I had to look back at him. And when I did...he was staring directly at me. We watched each other for a few seconds, and he stood there, with his body facing the woman, but his head turned towards me. He didn't care if I was staring right back or him starting at me. Eventually the woman got his attention back on her with a smile and a hand shake. He nodded his head saying something I couldn't make out, and then started off toward the revolving doors. I watched him, not caring anymore, a sense of ease had taken over. Then, as he walked, he looked over at me again, with no smile but just another glance out of curiosity. I smiled as he looked away not responding. After my dazed and confused perplexed look finally went away with the boy, I kept my legs crossed awaiting for my hard-on to go down. I was so embarrassed...
A few weeks passed and everyday I kept anticipating the boy's arrival. Checking every corner of every floor for his whereabouts. Nothing. Until..yes folks, there is that moment when you're about to give up when what you are looking for emerges from the shadows...well actually the elevator. I was in a meeting with some clients and co-workers, bored out of my mind, staring through the glass wall, I saw him walk up to the secretary's desk all dressed up in same ensemble ready to start work. My limp dick under my pants began to rise, and I let it. I didn't mind having a full erection under the large table, no one could see it. Oh god, I still remember how hard I was. Like a steel pipe! He never once looked in my direction but headed off following another guy...lucky fellow.
After the meeting ended, I pushed my way through some co-workers to get a better look around the small lobby. My god, I was beginning to stalk this young guy, but I didn't care. That look he gave me ignited some attraction on his part and I wasn't about to give up on that notion. My eyes wondered and I lost him again.
With another few days passing, and my utter hope of seeing this Italian boy here on my floor, man it got to the point where I couldn't focus on my work. And thinking about him too much, kept giving me really HARD hard-ons. I decided to head downstairs, to get my mind off him, and eat some lunch somewhere. In the elevator, I was alone, watching the numbers change, stopping on the 16th floor. The doors opened and there was the ITALIAN boy walking into the elevator, dressed in white shirt, tie, slacks and smelling damn good of some kind of cologne. This was my chance to do something..so I did.
"You work here?" I asked. "Yeah, I work in the mail room." "You like it here?" He laughs, "Well it's better then working in some fast food restaurant." I laugh too..."Bill Myers" I held out my hand to shake his. He accepted. "Stefano Puzo" "So, Stefano, where you headed?" "To the cafeteria, going to eat some lunch, but not sure if I have enough to get what I want." He pulls out some chump change. "Well, " I took my moment, "I'm on my way out to eat at this restaurant, you want to join me for a bite?" "Um...well I just met you." "Oh, okay. No problem. Just thought I'd be a gentlemen and make a new friend."
The elevator stopped to the 1st floor, the doors opening. I nodded my head walking out acting as if it didn't bother me, hoping he would respond to tag along.
"You paying?" He asked stepping off. "Sure, I don't mind" "Okay, let's go."
I smiled big patting him on the back as we headed out. That lunch was the start of our budding friendship. We starting making `dates' for lunch, talking more, learning about each other more to the point of heading to a movie after work, or even working out together. I was beginning to get confused as to where this was headed. Was he interested in me? Maybe he didn't have very much friends. Did he want me as a friend or a lover? That Monday evening..I found out.
The day, I was working late completing some paper work on a report due the next morning and I had Stefano helping me. We were both sitting on my leather couch in my office, the shades were pulled down , and the door was locked. Didn't want any disturbances. We were also sitting awfully close, thighs touching. Our paper work was all over us, on the floor, on our laps, and on the couch. We had to keep reaching over each other for a missing page or to check something out. Music was playing in the background as well, nice opera music, one of my favorites.
Well I was missing a page from my pile and I had to lean over Stefano's body to get it, but was having trouble grabbing it. My face...my lips was right in front of his lips. Stefano's head moved forward almost kissing me, but he didn't. Again he moved forward touching my lips with his. Shocked I parted from his lips sitting back tasting my lips. He licked his as well looking at me a little off.
"I'm sorry..." He didn't know what to say next.
I was so fully aroused by a simple attempted kiss, I had to make the next move. I licked my lips turning to Stefano's gorgeous face, and began to move forward hesitantly. Stopping for a brief second, my lips opening wider. Moving in touching his lips for the most erotic kiss I've ever had in my entire life. First our lips had immediate contact, his mouth opening wider followed by my mouth. My mature tongue slowly passed his lips gently touching his. We must of kissed for a full minute.
As our lips parted, I admired his hard-on through his pants as he admired mine. I rested my hand on his thigh moving in for another taste of his sweet lips. He moved my hand to his erection to fondle and massage it. Suddenly, he began to move his body up on mine, pushing me back still kissing me. His body now on mine, and his hips grinding into my groin, began to give me an intense sexual pleasure I haven't felt since I was making out with an older man at the age of 16. I let my tongue escape out as he went down on it like a big thick cut dick. I pulled my tongue back in to kiss him once more.
His head rested on my shoulder as he began to really trust his hips into my body...long, hard concentrated thrusts. I moaned pulling his pants down a bit to check out that hot ass. Grabbing those Italian ass cheeks. Pulling his pants down to his thighs, my hands sliding back up to his ass, spreading them wide to gaze apon his hot tight hole. I watched it opening and closing, ready for a finger to play deep inside of it. His hips grinded into my body as my fingers slipped between those cheeks finding that pleasure hole.
I quickly pulled my finger back to lick it and then quickly placed the wet dripping finger onto his hole. Rimming it, circling the surface. His breathing, so intense next to my ear, I could here him moaning softly with pleasure. My finger circled so more, then gently rubbing just over the hole teasing the hole with a quick penetration of my finger. Finally after some hot erotic teasing, I inserted my middle finger deep in..all the way in. So envious of my finger able to reach so far in. Squirming inside, stroking the inner walls, massaging his pleasure point inside. I slowly took out my wet finger once again rimming the hole.
Stefano got up off the couch dropping his pants as he slipped off his shirt getting completely naked. I laid on the couch kicking off my shoes at the same time I unbuckled my belt kicking off my pants and underwear as well. My erect dick springing out rock hard and dripping with precum, ready for whatever Stefano wanted to do with me or with my little buddy below. I next sat up taking off my shirt as Stefano..now naked...sat back on the couch, on my thighs. I threw my shirt across the room laying back down, my hands on his bare thighs.
I watched his hands meet mine sliding up my arms, tickling my tiny hairs on my forearms, up to my biceps, up to my shoulders, down my hairy chest, past my abs, into my hairy bush. He then rested his Italian dick on mine as he began to use his hands rubbing them with precum as if they were one. Now he started rocking his hips forward and backward, causing his dick to stroke my dick, pulling my skin up and down with his skin. Now with no hands, he stroked my cock with his. I looked up at his eyes, falling down to his lips, his tongue licking his lips. His eyes fixated on my cock.
"You want my dick?"
He nodded licking his lips once again.
"Come on, what are you waiting for..put your lips around it. Taste it"
He stepped off the couch letting me sit up. Stefano got to his knees spreading my legs open licking his lips once more. I jacked off my sensitive dick for him, showing off its entire beauty. He moved into my hairy bush inhaling deep followed by his tongue licking my hanging bull balls. Opening his mouth big and wide trying to swallow my left nutt past his lips. He couldn't do it, but he kept trying, kissing my nutts, running his tongue along the rigged texture. He pulled his lips away using his hands to stroke the hanging nutts, pulling on them, tugging them up, down, and to the side. His other hand reached up grabbing my dick taking over my hand to stroke it.
Kissing my inner thighs, his hands at work, I moaned good and loud. Getting pleasure from a younger boy, pinching my nipples hard, pulling on them. Smelling my armpit, licking my biceps, sucking on my fingers, running my hand all over my chest, not able to control myself. Suddenly, without notice, his lips grabbed my cock beginning to suck it dry. Sucking it hard, as if there was no tomorrow. Trying to take it all in, but could only take half of it.
I watched him suck, watching his lips rise and lower over my veiny cock. Not able to stop the precum escaping my cock into his mouth. His hands running up my waist as he used his mouth to pull my dick down to suck on it giving it some tension. He let my dick fly out of his mouth springing back in its place. He jacked off my dick once again, squeezing down on it, beating my dick off harder. I was ready to explode at his willing. I couldn't hold it in anymore. The more he beat my dick off, the more I could feel the cum rise. Almost to my throbbing wet head, I could see some precum escaping. Oh god, he here it comes...shooting high up falling onto my chest. Another spurt high up falling down on the leather couch. Another spurt out falling down on my leg. He jacked my dick off until there was no more cum left to shoot out.
But....he wasn't done yet. Thank God!
His hands ran down my legs to my feet lifting them high up, over my head. To see my hot wet hole. He licked the underside of my thighs, licking close to my hole. Then shoving his tongue deep in my hole, fking my hole with it. Rocking his head back and forth, forcing his tongue in and out of my hole. I used my muscles below to open my hole and close it down on his tongue. I could hear him moaning as he fked my hole with his tongue. Then without warning, with my eyes closed concentrating on the pleasure, his lips moved away only to be followed by his dick sliding into my hole, all the way in. Hitting the back inner wall. He moved his lips close to mine to kiss me as his hips began doing the f**king of my hole. Our tongues playing with each other, our lips coming in for another kiss.
More and more he f**ked me, harder and harder, faster and faster. With his lips close to mine, I could feel his breathing growing faster. He could no longer kiss me, because he was ready to explode deep in me.
"I want you to cum inside me" I told him..
He didn't respond, breathing harder, beginning to moan loud as he squirted in me. His hips slamming my ass forcing every last drop in me. My hand reached around to his ass helping him, fingering him with delight and pleasure. Finally, our first makeout/sex session had finished. We ended it with more kissing and another jack off of each other.
In the end, our relationship became more sexual, soon blossoming into a threesome with my boyfriend. Now that is a WHOLE OTHER STORY..to be written later when I'm ready to sit down and get hard and masturbate remembering the hot night in that New York hotel room...(laughing) in due time..my fellow readers..in due time..Ciao.