This is a work of fiction and fantasy. It includes graphic depictions of risky sexual practices between two consenting males. If that is not your thing, you have been warned. If it is your thing, enjoy!
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It wasn't your average work week. It wasn't enough that our office had a Friday afternoon deadline, corporate changed the specs on the project three times that week. Did I mention the third time was 11:fucking:45 on Friday morning when the project had to ship at 5pm? Well, we made it. 4:48pm, Friday, August 28 on the FedEx scanner . Needless to say there was plenty of whooping and hollering when that package was out the door. That was when we looked at the office we had practically been living in for the past 5 days. What a fucking mess. Papers everywhere. Food, dishes, cups and glasses that hadn't been touched in days. Garbage cans unemptied. What a nightmare. It took us almost 2 hours after the project was completed to clean up the office. It was 7:00 by the time we were able to turn out the lights and lock the doors. Most of them wanted to hit a bar or two to celebrate, but I had seen enough of these folks for the last 5 days thank you very much. I needed to work out some agression and get away from people, if you know what I mean.
I hit the gym about 7:30. Oh boy did that workout feel good. Spent some time on the elliptical, then weights and finishing up with a little kick-boxing. It hurt like hell since I hadn't been in the gym in nearly a week, but man did it feel good to get rid of the shit I had been carrying from the office all that time. Every slap of my foot or fist against the bag was me bitch-slapping that arrogant asshole from corporate who had no fucking clue what he was doing on this project. I showered and changed and finally staggered home.
I made myself a stiff double scotch and scrounged around the fridge for something to eat. I actually found enough to make a salad which was a welcome relief from all the crap I had eaten in the office that week. I poured another scotch and got out of my clothes, ready to hit the hot tub, when I passed my computer. Although I had taken out a great many frustrations at the gym, there was one that suddenly bitch-slapped me for attention. I needed to get fucked!
I logged in to my account at manhunt and then finished getting undressed. The scotch was just kicking in and I was feeling better and hornier all the time. Since it was Friday night there were lots of lurkers online and my mailbox was filling up quickly with junk. Meantime, I was fending off some wanna-be's from my IM. I knew what I was looking for tonight. I had seen him online several times but we had never hooked up. I was hoping against hope that he would be online and was just about to give up when his profile appeared online.
"Masculine top, strong-silent type, rugged features, well hung, experienced at anal play, long lasting, 'bend over, I'll drive'."
For a second my mouth went dry, then I laughed at myself and sent him an email. Soon we were on IM talking about likes - cigars, scotch, weed, poppers, toys, anal play and fucking - and dislikes - fems, lurkers, cheaters. I was beginning to squirm in my seat as we chatted until I finally asked if he would like to meet. Yes. My place? Ok. Now? The sooner the better.
I gave him the details and he said it would take him about an hour to get there. Fine by me and we logged off.
An hour?! What was I thinking, I hadn't been home in a fucking week!! Oh well, this would have to be the quick clean version. I stuffed the dirty dishes into the dishwasher - don't turn it on, I thought. You don't want it running when he gets here. Laundry and dirty sheets went into the hamper. I only had time to straighten around the house, no dusting or vacuuming. Then again, I only planned for him to be in the bedroom, clean sheets were enough!!
I still had enough time to get into the shower and use my nozzle attachment to clean myself out. I love using enemas because it makes my hole really hungry to be stuffed! I tried not to get too into it as I fed the nozzle up my ass. Mmmm, just wait, I thought, you're going to get the real thing soon enough. I felt the water flowing into me, bringing my ass to life, making me crave big, hard cock. Then I opened up and let it out, my asshole now craving to be filled again. I washed away all traces and made sure I was clean as a whistle. Just enough time to put on a robe, light some candles, adjust the lighting and get the hot tub warming up.
I was pleasantly surprised when he arrived. I had expected him to be only vaguely like his profile description. But he was truly ruggedly handsome, well built without being muscle-bound and he exuded sex from every pore of his body. I was in lust and I hadn't even seen him naked yet!
I invited him in and asked if he would like to join me in the hot tub. He said he would, so I directed him to the bedroom and gave him a robe to change into. He had brought a gym bag with him which he left close to the bed. I shivered as I imagined what might be in there, but decided to wait and let him show me when he felt like it. I poured him a generous scotch and we retired to the deck to sit and enjoy a fabulous evening. I also raided the humidor for two of my favorite Habana Reserva Romeo y Julietta's. We sat and chatted and smoked and sipped for quite a while watching the lights of the city across the river from my condo and admiring a beautiful starry night sky above. My condo is an end unit with no other units visible, a private little paradise overlooking the bustle of society.
Our conversation had turned to sex and I was beginning to get really horny in his presence. I looked over and saw that his robe was now open. A nice, thick cock was nestled between his legs. 6 inches and semi-hard at this point. His body hair had been trimmed but his cock and balls were shaved. I could just see the glint of a leather-studded cock ring surrounding his shaft and balls. He noticed my gaze and he chuckled as his cock twitched. He spred his legs wider and took a nonchalant draw of his cigar. I knew what he wanted.
I stripped off my robe and knelt, naked, on a towel between his legs. I rubbed his legs and belly, moving up to tease his nipples. His cock throbbed under my ministrations and grew at least another inch. We moved together and our lips met in a hot kiss. We tasted of scotch and cigars. I could smell the gentle musk of his cologne. Our tongues teased and coaxed each other. The kiss was long and hard. He was taking my breath away as his tongue demonstrated what he would soon be doing with his cock.