everyone in this story is over 18 years of age
There is this man that I work with named Jeremy. I have been working with him for years now, and we have developed a pretty solid friendship. He is a bit older than me—he is in his mid-40s. Jeremy happens to be super sexy—he is tall and takes excellent care of his body, so he is super muscular. He has long blonde hair that is always pulled back into a ponytail and he has lots of tattoos on both arms. He resembles a Viking warrior. But he is very sweet and funny, and one of the few people from work I actually hang out with after hours.
Jeremy and his wife Angie host dinners at their house about once a month. They are small affairs—usually just the same 5-6 people. Jeremy, Angie, me, and another friend from work and her husband. Jeremy is a great cook, and they usually go long into the night with amazing home cooked foos, great wine, conversation, and typically a hot tub soak to end the night. Just friends having a good time.
A week and a half ago, Jeremy sent me a Slack message inviting me to another dinner party on the upcoming Friday evening. I expected it to be like any of the many other dinners I had been to at his house, and I was looking forward to another fun night with a good group of people.
As I typically do, I grabbed a nice bottle of wine at the store before heading over to Jeremy and Angie’s. I rang the doorbell and Jeremy answered and invited me inside. Food was already on the stove, as the house smelled of delicious Italian cooking. It smelled amazing, as it always did. Jeremy walked me back to the kitchen area and poured me a glass of wine. I noticed that no one else was around. I must have been the first to arrive, I thought to myself.
“Where’s Ange?” I asked.
“Oh, she’s actually at a retreat with some of her girlfriends this weekend,” he said. It was strange that he didn’t mention it, but I didn’t think too much of it in the moment. “Oh, and Riley and Luke cancelled last minute. Think their babysitter flaked or something. So… it will just be us tonight. Is that cool?” That was also strange. I was a little disappointed I wasn’t going to hang out with all those folks, but Jeremy is good company and I had no problem hanging out with just him. We are friends, after all.
“Yeah, of course. You made a bunch of food, can’t let that go to waste,” I said. We clinked wine glasses and started to drink. The night continued just like every other dinner party, just with fewer people. Jeremy made a delicious pasta dish and I helped make a salad. We drank a lot of wine and talked and ate. Like every other party, after the wine we transitioned to Whiskey. Usually, that means we were going to take the party into the hot tub.
“You bring a suit?” He asked as he handed me my whiskey.
“Of course,” I said.
“Want to soak?” He asked.
“Definitely,” I said. Again, this wasn’t odd, because it followed the same script as countless other dinner parties at Jeremy’s: dinner, wine, whiskey, hot tub. But things took a noticeably different path once I changed into my suit. I walked out of the bathroom and waited in the kitchen for Jeremy. Jeremy walked downstairs and when I saw him, I nearly choked on my drink. He was wearing this tiny red skin tight speedo bathing suit. Never, not once, had he ever worn something like that in my presence. His bathing suits were always just normal shorts. And I would have remembered if he had worn this before, because it barely contained this massive, bulging package that bounced as he walked. I had a really hard time keeping my eyes off of it. I had always kind of assumed Jeremy was hung. He had that kind of energy, and I would catch a glimpse of an outline when he would get in and out if the hot tub in the past. But fuck, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I had to shake myself out of the horny stupor I was in.
“Ready?” He said, handing me a towel. He acted like was like it was completely normal. So I had to act normal.
“Uh, yeah, yeah definitely,” I stammered, trying to calm myself down. Luckily I was wearing a cock cage under my suit, per my roommate/alpha dom fuck buddy’s orders, otherwise I would have popped an obvious erection just at the sight of him. I followed him out to the hot tub. The view as I walked behind him didn’t help to calm me down. His muscular ass in that tiny speedo looked incredible.
We slid into the hot tub and sat across from each other. We continued to drink and talk. Now that his lower half was hidden beneath the churning waters, I could actually focus on something else.
As time went by, we finished our glasses of whiskey.
“Want another?” He asked.
“For sure!” I replied.
“I’ll just grab the bottle,” he said. He got out of the hot tub and once again, my mind went into the gutter. His wet, steaming body looked absolutely ridiculous. And there it was again, his huge, round, inviting package hanging between his legs. He left, then quickly returned and climbed back into the tub, bottle in hand. But instead of going back to the opposite end of the hot tub, he sat next to me while he poured us another drink. He set the bottle down and stayed there, right next to me. It was in this moment that I had a creeping thought—had Riley and Lucas actually cancelled? I started to get the feeling they were never invited to begin with. Had Jeremy orchestrated this entire thing to get me alone? It seemed obvious at this point. I always saw Jeremy as straight as an arrow. But this was not the behavior of a straight man.
The next few words out of his mouth removed all doubt.
“Have I ever told you I’m bi?” He said. I gulped and looked up at him, my eyes big as saucers.
“Um, no, what? Definitely not!” I said.
“Yeah man, I like men and women,” he said with a smile.
“Wow I honestly had no idea. Does Ange know?”
“Yeah she knows,” he said, “and she lets me do my thing.”
“What does that mean?” I asked. At this point, my heart was racing. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I’d known this man for years. We had spent hours in pretty deep conversation. But I never got a hint.
“You know, she lets me hook up with men on the side,” he said.
“Does she?” I said, my body beginning to fill with intense sexual desire. I reached out and put my arm on the edge of the tub, waiting on bated breath to hear what he was going to say next. He reached over and put a hand on my forearm, caressing it softy
“She does,” he said, smiling. I smiled back. What the fuck was going on. I couldn’t believe it. He then leaned in slowly and kissed me. Instant fireworks. I kissed him back, and all of a sudden, our tongues were in each other’s mouths. It was passionate and intense. I stopped for a second and put my glass down on the edge of the tub, then straddled him and continued our make out. Jeremy grabbed my ass hard with his strong hands. I ran my hands up to his face as our tongues danced in our mouths. Jeremy reached down my shorts and felt my bare ass. Then he slid a finger to the outside of my hole, rubbing and pressing on it without penetrating me. Fuck, it felt good. I slid my hand down between us so that I could feel his crotch. He was getting hard, and the speedo could no longer keep him in. Out popped his cock into my hand. It was fucking huge.
“Oh my fucking god,” I moaned in his ear.
“You like that?” He asked.
“Fuck yes, its so big!” I said. “Can I put it in my mouth?” He slid up and sat on the edge of the tub. He pulled his suit to the side so that his balls and cock were fully exposed.
“Jeremy! Holy shit, this is a beautiful dick,” I said. It was thick, 9” long, uncircumcised. I grabbed it with two hands and made eye contact as I put the tip in my mouth. I stroked his dick with my hands as I sucked him off. He moaned softly and caressed my face. I let go with my hands and slid them up his beautiful, washboard abs as I worked his cock with my mouth only. I looked him in the eyes and slid his big thick penis as far as it could go down my throat, showcasing my deepthroating skills.
“Damn, boy!” He said. I coughed a bit and gagged, but held on. I then pulled it out and licked his balls and shaft. “Come on, I want to get you inside,” he said. We got up out of the jacuzzi and Jeremy grabbed the bottle. He helped me down and we hurried across the patio back inside. His huge dick was rock hard and swung back and forth as he walked.
We walked inside and I figured we would head upstairs, but Jeremy had other plans. He grabbed me and forcefully bent me over the dining room table. On the opposite end, our place settings from our dinner still sat. He tore my swim suit down to my ankles. I giggled and moaned with delight. He pinned me down with one hand in my back, then licked a finger on his other hand and slid it into my hole.
“You like gettin fucked in the ass?” He asked.
“Oh yes, Daddy,” I moaned.
“I am going to fuck your tight ass all night long,” he said aggressively. I loved this side of him. He is always so sweet and soft at work and at our dinner parties. But this was a version of Jeremy I had never had the pleasure of seeing. He shoved a second finger inside. Then he pulled them out and spanked me three times, hard. “Stay right there. Don’t move a muscle,” he said. He left the room and returned with a bottle of lube and a magnum condom. My heart sank a little bit when I saw the condom, but I brushed it off. I prefer bareback, but I was so fucking turned on I wasn’t going to raise a fuss. Plus, he has a wife, so I got it. Jeremy slid his speedo off completely and put the condom on, then lubed my hole. “Ready for this dick?” He asked.
“Yes Daddy, put it in me, fuck my hole,” I moaned. I held on to the edge of the table. Jeremy pushed his big cock into my ass nice and slow. We both moaned in unison. It felt incredible. Jeremy started to stroke in and out.
“Fuckkkkk you feel so good!” He said. “I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long you have no idea.” He was right. I had no idea. I mean, I had fantasized about seeing him naked countless times, but I do that with most hot guys. I had no idea he was also fantasizing about me.
“Oh Daddy, your dick feels so good inside me,” I moaned.
“Yeah? Its big, isn’t it?” He said.
“Oh its huge! My hole is opened up so wide for you,” I said. He started to speed up. “Yeah, pound my pussy,” I said, encouraging the change in pace.
“You like gettin pounded, boy? You like gettin fucked hard?” He asked.
“Yes, oh yes!” I squealed. He sped up more, grabbing my hips and really ramming his cock in deep. The dining table was big and sturdy, but he was giving me enough force that the table started to shake and one of the wine glasses on the other end fell over. Luckily, it didn’t break. He pulled out and tugged me up to my feet and spun me around. We made out for a few seconds, then we turned and went upstairs. He brought me up to his marital bed, which was a king sized four poster. Next to the bed was a closet with a sliding door that was mirrored floor to ceiling. It gave a perfect view of everything going on in bed. Jeremy laid me on the bed on my stomach and climbed on top of me. We were facing the mirror, looking at each other as he entered me. It was so fucking hot to watch this beautiful man thrust into me through the mirror. I absolutely love to watch myself get fucked. Jeremy was unleashed now that he was in bed. He fucked me incredibly hard, pulling all nine inches completely out before slamming them in deep.
He then pulled me up to my hands and knees and continued fucking me. As he did, he put his arms up and flexed his biceps. He stared at himself, admiring his own body through the mirror. It was a huge turn on. I love a cocky, confident top. Plus his bulging, rippling muscles looked insane. With every thrust his abs tightened. He was a specimen.
“You are so fucking hot, Daddy, oh my god,” I moaned. It was a true statement, but I also wanted to gas him up. I wanted him to feel himself as he fucked me. He clearly was. He spanked me a few times.
“Oh yes! Spank my ass while you fuck me!” I yelled.
“Yeah? You like that?” He said. He spanked me again. Then he pushed my face into the bed and started to really give it to me.
“Harder! Fuck me harder!” I screamed. He pounded my ass with full force. I held on tight. It was wild and animalistic. His hair came loose from his ponytail and flew around. With his hair down he looked even more like a Viking.
After maybe 15 minutes in this position, he slowed down.
“Fuck, i’m close,” he said. I turned around and looked him in the eye.
“I want your cum, Daddy… I want you to fill me up,” I said. I just couldn’t help it. I had to say it. The thought of his delicious load ending up inside a stupid condom and not inside me was too depressing. I needed it. He threw his head back in frustration.
“Fuck, I want to cum in your ass so bad,” he said. “I told my wife I would wear a condom when I fucked you…”
“I just got tested last week, I can show you the result,” I said. With his dick still inside me, I pulled out my phone and showed him my up to date results and proof that I was on prep and had all my shots. He reviewed it, then thought about it for a moment, thrusting in and out slowly as he did.
“Ok, fuck this rubber,” he said. He pulled out and ripped the condom off his dick in one grand gesture. I smiled from ear to ear. I was so relieved and ecstatic. I couldn’t wait to feel his raw cock; to feel his warm cum. He slid back in.
“Oh. My. God,” he said, “i’ve haven’t fucked a dude bareback in years…” I watched him in the mirror as he threw his head back and ran his hands through his hair, taking in the pleasure he was experiencing. “Your ass feels so good! Fuck!” He said loudly and forcefully.
“I love feeling your raw dick inside me, Daddy. Are you going to breed my hole?”
“You want me to breed your hole?” He said.
“Oh my god, yes, YES! I want your cum so bad. Give me that load, Daddy!” I moaned. He grabbed my hips and started to speed up.
“You want this cum?” He said again.
“Yes, please!!! Breed me Daddy, BREED ME!” I screamed. He was going for it. It was time. The final moments before he exploded. “Fuck me daddy! Fuck me! Cum in me, Daddy! CUM IN ME!”
“Oh fuck I’m CUMMING!” He yelled at the top of his lungs. I felt him explode inside me. He pushed in deep and let it flow out of him. He grunted, moaned, and shuddered. His balls and cock tensed as he emptied them. He then collapsed on top of me and laid there, his sweaty body pinning me to the mattress. He had given me everything he had.
After a few minutes, he rolled over and laid back with his head on the pillow. I rolled around and laid there, my head resting on his firm chest. I softly ran my hands across his sweaty abs as he caught his breath and took in the post-sex bliss.
“That was… fuck. That was amazing…” he said. I slid my hand down and slowly caressed his now soft cock and balls. He ran his hand through my hair and puffed on an e-cig. I thought back to something he had said when he was deciding to take the condom off: “I told my wife I would wear a condom when I fucked you.” I knew now that his wife knew of and approved of him having sex with men. But the way he phrased that made me think he told his wife before tonight that he was planning to have sex with me, specifically.
“So wait, you told Ange about tonight?” I asked. “How long have you been planning this?” He laughed.
“I told her a while ago that I thought you were handsome. When she left for her trip, I told her I was going to invite you over. ‘Have fun, wear a condom’ she said.” I laughed.
“Is it going to be weird when I see her next?”
“Nah, she is cool, don’t worry,” he said, “we swing with other couples. She is used to this kind of thing.”
It took a few minutes, but soon his cock started to respond to my hand’s slow strokes. He started to stiffen ever so slightly. I brought my head down to his waistline and just started to softly lick the head of his dick. It got harder. I put it in my mouth. It got harder. I laid there, slowly sucking his dick for a while. Soon, he was rock hard, and I was deepthroating him again.
“Ready for round 2?” He asked. I didn’t respond to his question with words. Rather, I swung my leg around and straddled him. I reached behind me and guided his cock into my hole, which was still wet and loaded with his cum. I sat on his dick, making all nine inches disappear.
“I can’t wait to make you my secret fuck toy at work,” he said as I bounced up and down.
“Yeah? You gonna pound my ass on your lunch break?”
“Hell yes. Make you suck my cock in the bathroom… fuck you in my car in the parking garage… whenever and wherever I feel like it… would you like that?” He asked.
“Oh my god you have no idea, Jeremy,” I moaned.
“You can’t tell a soul,” he said, “promise?”
“It will be our naughty little secret,” I said. He grabbed my ass and started to thrust. I grabbed the headboard and bounced on top of him. Then he wrapped his arm around my back and flipped me around so that I was on my back. He pushed my legs back and fucked me in missionary. He looked down, watching his big, raw cock slide in and out of me. It was covered in white cum, which now served as lube. My cock cage bounced every time he pushed in, making a cute little noise. He grabbed the cage.
“This your roommate’s doing?” He asked as he fucked me. I had told him about my roommate, Fred, over dinner—about how I moved in with him so that I could be his live-in slut.
“It is…” I moaned.
“Thats hot. I would die if I couldn’t cum, though,” he said.
“I can cum if I am fucked hard enough,” I said.
“Is that right? Lets see if we can make that happen.” He then made it his goal to get me to cum. He started to fuck me like his life depended on it. He pinned my legs back and gave me long, brutal strokes.
“Choke me, Daddy!” I screamed. That always gets me going. The feeling of being completely helpless is such a turn on. He put a hand to my throat and squeezed.
“You like it rough, don’t you, boy?” He asked.
“Fuck yes I do,” I said.
“So does my wife,” he said. I loved that he kept mentioning his wife. It felt like we were engaged in some lurid affair, even though she was fully aware of what was happening in her bed that night.
Jeremy flipped me around and went back to doggystyle, but this time he was considerably more aggressive. He spanked me hard and grabbed me by the hair or the throat. It felt fucking amazing to be completely manhandled by him. The gloves were completely off now.
He pulled out and walked into his closet and returned moments later with a gigantic, black dildo. I got excited. He flipped me around onto my back and dangled my head off the edge of the bed. He shoved his cock down my throat and started to throat fuck me while he lubed up the dildo. He then pulled my legs up and while his dick was still in my mouth, he reached forward and slid the dildo into my butt. It was noticeably thicker than his own cock, so my hole stretched wide. It felt so fucking good. He fucked my ass with the dildo and thrust his own dick into my mouth.
“There we go! You are leaking now, boy!” My body was in full submission mode. I was putty in his hands. Between round 1 and Round 2, Jeremy was Jekyll and Hyde. Round 1 was passionate—he still gave me a nice hard pounding, but it was still full of passion and intimacy. Round 2 was all out, rough, hardcore sex. It was such a fun transition. He flipped me around so that I was on all fours, facing the mirror again. He continued to work my hole with the huge dildo. Then he pulled it out.
“Look at that beautiful, gaping butthole,” he said, spreading my cheeks. Then he shoved his dick back inside. It slipped in with ease. “Take this fuckin dick!” He was grunting and I was moaning and screaming with delight. What Jeremy was doing was working.
“I think I am gonna cum soon!” I yelled. He picked up the pace even more. He flipped me over on my back.
“I want to watch you squirt cum,” he said. I held my legs back and held on for dear life. I started to feel it.
“IM CUMMINGGGGGG!” I yelled. It came over my entire body. I started to shake violently. My eyes rolled back. It completely overwhelmed every fiber of me. Its rare that I have an anal orgasm, but its always incredibly intense. Far more intense than a traditional orgasm. Cum started go pour out of my cock through the small hole in the cage and onto my tummy. Jeremy just kept fucking me all the way through it, which made the orgasm keep going.
“Oh fuck!” He said, just as my shaking started to subside. I then felt him shoot his load inside me. That feeling of his cum in my ass literally made the shaking start all over. It triggered basically a second orgasm. I don’t think that has ever happened in my life. I don’t think I have ever cum harder. We both shook and moaned together. We were like one body, connected on an almost spiritual level, the orgasm of one feeding the orgasm of the other. Convulsing and moaning. He couldn’t hold himself upright. He collapsed on top of me and we embraced, continuing to shake and cum everywhere. Things started to slow down, but periodically there would be a little uncontrollable shake from one of us as the orgasm finally subsided.
We laid there, his cock inside my ass, embracing for probably five full minutes, without saying anything. We were just breathing, trying to come back down to earth after our cosmic, mind-blowing, life-changing shared orgasm.
“That was… I don’t even have the word for it…” he said finally, breaking the silence. “I mean… what the fuck?” We both laughed.
We hung out for a while, laying naked in bed and chatting, before it was time for me to go home. I woke up the next day to a text from Jeremy.
“Round 3?”
We had Round 3 and Round 4 that day. That Monday, we started a new much improved work relationship. I have already swallowed his cum in one of the bathroom stalls over the lunch hour, before returning to my cubicle. It makes me actually excited to go to work.