A little background first: About three years ago the wife of my good friend, Chris, suddenly cut him off. She moved all his belongings into another room and said she was tired of having sex with him. She said it hurt too much and since she had all the kids she wanted, she wasn't having sex with him anymore. She told him if he had to he could find someone else but she didn't want to know anything about it. He didn't want to lose his kids or even take the risk, so he decided to put up with it for now.
He and I have been friends for years. He is slightly older, at 40, very nice looking with a very nice body and cock. We had worked out together for years as well as doing other activities like camping, hunting and fishing. I had seen him often both hard and soft.
He had known since I was a teenager that I was bisexual. When all this happened with his wife, after seven months of using only his hand, he proposed that I help him out. All that is another story that I might write up later for here.
Anyway, for almost three years now, we have been hooking up from time to time and his wife is none the wiser. Recently our work schedules have been very busy and we have not been able to hook up. Then he also had to take a four day trip out of town on business.
On Monday morning, he arrived back in town in time to head to the office. Immediately he began to send me instant messages and emails to tell me he was home and how horny he was. I sent him an instant message back telling him to come by the apartment on the way home for a quickie. When he examined his schedule he said there was no way.
Chris and I both got frustrated, especially Chris. He said all he had done for two weeks was jacking off and thinking of my ass. We didn't see any way that we would be able to do anything until Thursday.
He continued to send e-mails and instant messages, begging me to skip work and come to his office and blow him. I sent him a message back that if I did that we would both be out of jobs. Frustrated he said he knew. About lunch time one of my co-workers asked what I was doing for lunch. I said I was working through and ordered a sub sandwich. She said she would bring it back for me.
As soon as the office cleared out, I went back to work at the computer and noticed I had a new message. I opened it and it was from Chris.
"I'm in your building. Come to the bathroom near the janitor's closet in the basement. I'm waiting. Hurry, not much time."
I knew exactly where he was talking about. One of the most secluded areas of my office building. I thought to myself, what in the world is he doing? Then, what in the world am I doing? I started walking out of the office and heading down to the basement.
I got off the stairs, walked around the corner and saw the bathroom door. I halted a minute and walked in. This bathroom was a small one; two stalls, a urinal and a sink....that's it.
I didn't see Chris anywhere. He evidently heard the door open. I heard his voice coming from the stall the furtherest from the door. He said, "Is that you, Mike?"
"Yes....where are you?"
"Lock the door, and come here."
"What...what are you doing?"
"Come on....just lock the door. I've got to have you. But I don't have much time, just twenty minutes 'til I have to be back."
I hesitated a moment, and then the head downstairs did all my thinking. I locked the door and walked down to the second stall. When I got there Chris pushed the door open. He was sitting on the toilet, his pants open, stroking eight and a half beautiful inches of cut cock. Oh, how I had missed that beauty.
I immediately got on my knees and began licking all around the head of his cock, tasting and licking up all the precum oozing from the head. I could feel his briefs against my hand; they were so wet. He had been leaking for quite some time. He tasted and smelled so good. I immediately took him into my mouth and felt his hand hit the back of my head.
He said, "Oh, Mike, you don't know how long I have needed this...wanted it...don't stop," as he began to moan and breathe heavily.
After a few seconds of bobbing up and down on the first half of his dick, he started pulling me off.
"Stop, or I'm going to cum. Stop. Not this way."
I pulled off and moved back, looking at him as he stood up and unbuttoned his jeans. He pushed them and his wet briefs down to his knees. He pulled me up. He said, "Hurry, I have got to have you."
Chris and I decided a long time ago that we would like to bareback on occasion and we are regularly tested to make sure we were both safe.
I got up and Chris motioned for me to bend over the toilet. I unbuttoned my jeans, pushed them and my briefs down and leaned over bracing myself with my hands against the wall. Chris took some saliva and precum from his dick on his finger and rubbed them into my asshole.
He moved in closer and I felt it...his throbbing cock against my hole. He rubbed it up and down my hole for a few seconds and then I felt him push into me. It hurt some but it didn't last long and he pushed his entire dick into me. He felt so big.
Finally, he was balls deep inside me. I felt them against mine. I felt his wiry hairs against my asshole. He pulled out, leaving only the head of his dick inside me and then pushed it all back in. He did that a few times before he set into a steady rhythm.
He thrust inside me. I began to clench my ass tight as I met his thrusts with my own. Both of us were moaning. I was begging him to fuck me harder. He put his hands on my hips and began to thrust deeper, harder and faster. He was jack-hammering my ass with short quick thrusts that would be followed by some long deep thrusts from time to time.
I knew he was getting closer especially when he reached around, took hold of my hard cock and began to stroke it.
I was breathing so hard by this time that my voice was just a whisper. I told him I was almost there.
He said, "Go for it!"
A few more strokes and I shot my load...four to five ropes of cum flew out of the head of my cock onto the toilet below me. As I shot, I felt my ass clamping down on Chris' cock. That set Chris off.
He groaned loudly and pushed all the way in. "I'm coming."
And I felt it, the first throb as his cock began to unload. After the first few shots he began to thrust again much slower.
He leaned against me and he shot the last few shots of his cum inside me. We both stayed there a few minutes catching our breath. He finally pulled out. I felt empty but turned to sit down on the toilet, feeling his cum running down my legs and out of my ass.
I leaned into Chris as he stood there and took his still-semi-hard cock into my mouth, licking it clean for him. I held it at the base and moved my lips up suctioning out the final drops of his cum into my mouth.
He said, "Oh man, that was good. You don't know how much I needed that."
I looked up at him and smiled. Then we heard it...the alarm on his watch. He looked down and stopped it.
He said, "Damn, I have to run."
He pulled his briefs back up, stuffing his softening cock into them. Then his jeans. He looked like he wanted to stay but I told him to go. He said he would call me later and ran out.
I sat a few moments, shocked that we had done what we did especially here in my office building of all places. I finally said 'oh well' to myself and a smile appeared on my face. I took some tissue and cleaned up as best I could both myself and the toilet and the floor, wiping away any evidence of what had happened. I arranged my clothes, walked out of the bathroom and back to my office.
When I got to my desk, I had a message from Chris telling me how much he enjoyed it, and that we had to do it again soon!
I simply typed back...Maybe!
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