No Seduction Required, III
By Joey E
Welcome to the third installment of No Seduction Required, a story about two co-workers getting it on with each other. If this isn't your bag of weed, then get out. If you are under 18 (or 21 in some areas), then get out as well. Thanks to all who have responded in the past.
Just a side note, part one and half of part two was all true. (The part about the fucking didn't take place). Now I am continuing on with the true story of the boss' son and I. I don't blame you for not believe it. I wouldn't believe it if it didn't happen to me! The characters names have been changed to protect the innocent (and guilty).
Two Months Later:
"Toby, I need you to go with Craig to pick up a car," my Boss told me over the phone. "He'll be at the office in five minutes to pick you up.'
"Okay," I said, thinking nothing of it. It had been months since Craig and I had our first round of fun. I figured, even though he said he would gladly do it again, but he never acted upon it. I was certainly not going to press the issue. After all, I was dealing with just a curious straight guy who was now engaged to my co-worker, Toni.
He was there in five minutes and we were off. I got in the car with somewhat of an excited state of mind, but then again, I wasn't going to build it up and get knocked down. So I didn't expect anything either.
"So, how have you been bud?" he asked, as we drove down the main road.
"All right, man," I answered.
"Been gettin' any?" he asked. I liked where this was going.
"Yeah," I answered. "I've got a boyfriend now, you know."
"Yeah, I have a fiancé now, but you think that means anything?"
I laughed. "You haven't been getting that much?"
"No, man. She's pregnant..."
We rode in silence for the next few seconds. He looked over at me and I looked over at him.
"You know, I still think about what we did that one night," he said.
"Yeah?" I asked, smiling.
"Yeah, bud, I'm gettin' hard thinking about it now," he said, adjusting his full package in his jeans.
I still didn't make any move.
"Look at it!" he exclaimed. I looked down and saw a bigger package than before.
He grabbed my hand and placed it on top of the mound. He was indeed hard. I took this as a go sign and I started rubbing it.
"Aw, bud, that feels good. Here," he said as he undid his top button and unzipped his pants. He took it out and I started to stroke the fat cock. Like I said before, it wasn't too long, but it was thick.
Just when we were going to make the turn to go where we needed to go, he went straight ahead.
"Here, bud, we'll go somewhere," he said. He turned on the next street which lead to an industrial park.
We tried to find an open space, but there was none. So, he parked the car anyway and turned to me.
"Whip yours out, bud," he said. And so I did.
He immediately grabbed it and started stroking it. After five seconds, he was down on me, sucking on my six incher, and enjoying it.
"Aw shit," I moaned. "That fuckin' feels good, bro!"
He then got up off of it and said, "Here, bud, suck mine."
Needing no further encouragement, I went down on him without hesitation. Sucked him the best I could. I felt his hand traveling down my back and below the waistband of my boxers. His finger went between my crack and started to play with my ass.
"Dude, you gotta let me have that one of these days."
Fuck, he wants to fuck my ass! "Yeah, maybe someday," I said, before I went back to sucking his cock.
Unfortunately, we were not able to get off as a car went by us and then our boss called us to see where we were.
"We gotta do this again, bud. Soon!" he said, as he put the car into gear.
"Hey anytime, man. Call me up!"
Two months later.
My boss had told me that he was going to build two offices down at the auto restoration shop. But, he needed me to run four new cables to the new offices for phones and computers. Always eager to go down to the shop, I was pleased. I grabbed a few boxes of CAT3 and CAT5 cables, some jacks, and a ladder and headed down to the shop.
I was very surprised to find the shop almost empty. Usually there are at least six guys down there, working on the antique and classic cars, including Craig, the boss' son that I fooled around with. Apparently, there were two guys there. The head mechanic and Craig. For some reason, there was no one else there.
I started to get to work right away, getting the cables labeled and setting up the ladder.
"Hey, bud, whatcha doin' down here?" Craig asked as he walked in from the other side of the shop.
"Ah, runnin' some cable for the new office down here."
"Cool, well, don't fall off the ladder this time," he said, grinning.
It was a running joke in the office that I was accident-prone. And according to my record, it wasn't far from the truth. Though I hadn't fallen off a ladder, I had gotten stuck in the ceiling between the rafters and also fell down a flight of stairs.
"Nah, I don't think I will," I said, pulling the cable as I climbed the six foot step ladder.
"You need any help?" he asked.
I looked down at him and he was just standing there watching me. "Uh, no, I think I got it."
It was an extremely easy run, since it was all open ceiling with the metal rafters going across. Since it was an auto shop, there was no need to worry about neatness and hiding the cables anywhere.
Well, sure enough, my first throw missed the destination completely. He laughed and said, "I've got nothing better to do. Here, I'll help you, bud."
I was determined to get it right. "Nah, it's all right," I said as I got down from the ladder and picked up the cable again
I climbed up the ladder again and this time it felt unsteady. Craig was right behind me and grabbed the ladder. He held it as I threw the cables again. This time, it was a success, though it didn't go as far as I wanted it to go.
At this time, I looked behind me to see if I could step down. I saw Craig, standing there, and holding the ladder for me. I also saw his eyes fixated on my ass. Interesting, I thought to myself.
Well, after that, he took over. "Dude, here, let me run the cables for you." And he did which actually made my job a lot easier.
"Thanks, man," I said, passing by him to make my way into the new office space. Then it happened.
Smack went his hand across my ass. Not hard, but enough to qualify as a smack.
I whipped myself around immediately, stared at him, and said, "You're getting just as bad as Chris."
He didn't laugh, but I didn't have time to play games like that. I resumed my walk into the new office space and made sure the cables were hanging down in the right place. I then went to the main office of the shop where the cables were going to terminate. As I walked through the door, I feel this hand grab my arm.
"Would Chris do this?" he asked, as he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me on the lips with tongue.
WOAH! What the fuck is going on, I thought to myself. Ah, fuck it, and I kissed him back. He threw his arms around me and we hugged while we made out. I felt his cock pressing up against me and it was hard. I felt his hand making its way down to my ass. All the while, our tongues battling back and forth. My hand made its way down to his ass, and I started grabbing his cheek as he grabbed mine.
I finally had to break the kiss, since I thought I heard a noise. After all, there was another person in the shop. I just took a step back and looked at him.
"Dude, what the fuck was that?" I asked, in complete shock.
"What?" he said, as he reached forward and grabbed my now hard cock.
I was totally blown away that he was doing this shit during work hours right there in the main lobby of the shop where anyone from outside could walk in and see what we were doing. Including his father, our boss!
"Shit, man, what the hell was that?"
"I don't know, bud. Something to do?" he said, laughing, still grabbing my cock.
I grabbed his, not to be outdone by this breeder. I pulled him to me and I kissed him this time. He met me without any resistance whatsoever and I had another liplock with the boss' son.
We broke the tongued kiss again and he said, "Come on, bud, whip yours out!"
"Here and now?" I asked, shocked.
"Yeah, I wanna suck it!"
Without needing further encouragement, I undid my button and fly. He immediately dropped to his knees and fuckin' sucked me right there. As before, he could fuckin' suck a cock. Straight my ass, I thought to myself. I rested my hand on his head as he went down on me.
"Aw, fuck," I moaned.
All too soon, he got up.
"Come on, man, whip yours out too," I said, wanting to have that fat dick in my mouth.
In five seconds, I was down on my knees, blowing this confused now bisexual.
We heard some noise outside the shop door, so it ended. I got up and he put his away. I resumed working on the lines, that seemed insignificant to me now. Well, somewhere along the line about ten minutes later, I had to piss. I went into the shop's main office and went to the restroom off to the side. While I was in mid-piss, I saw this hand and arm come from out of nowhere. I stopped pissing immediately out of surprise and next thing, he's shakin' my fuckin' cock off for me! The shakes turned into strokes and I got hard immediately. He kept stroking and stroking until I shot off on to the toilet. Fuck, it was good.
Without warning, he left. I cleaned the rest of myself up and left too, feeling satisfied and still horny. I couldn't believe that I had just made out with Craig, the boss' son who is engaged to my co-worker. Toni was pregnant now with his kid and I had heard that he was hard up for some action. That would explain the reason why he was so horny and so willing to get off. However, it did not explain the reason why he made out with me. But like always, nothing was said afterwards until the next time happened.
Fortunately for me, the next time happened within two weeks of the previous one. This time, Craig and I were out, taking another car to the lake to get pictures to post it on our website. He had been insistent, that even though car was already sold, we needed some finished pictures of this car we had been restoring for the last two months. It was a beauty, in fact, a 1954 Lincoln Capri Custom Convertible. At first, it looked like my boss was telling him no. Craig seemed really insistent and he won. In no time, we were off with him driving and me riding shotgun. It began to sink into why he was so insistent that we take this car down to the lake.
"So, bud, how have you been?" he asked me, looking over at me.
Uh oh, here we go again, I thought to myself. "All right, man, can't complain.."
He reached over and grabbed my crotch. I looked over at him. He gave me a grin and I grinned back. I grabbed his crotch too and he said, yet again, " Whip yours out!"
We had gotten to the lake about this time and so I did. He parked the car and began to stroke my cock.
"Mmm, nice buddy," he said, as he swooped down to suck on it.
He sucked on it for a good five minutes, I'd say. During that time, he managed to work me out of my jeans that were now below my knees. He tugged on my ball sack as he worked my cock over with that fuckin' hot mouth of his.
He stopped briefly and asked, "Can you shoot it?"
"Sure," I answered.
"Now?" he asked. "Cause I want to taste you, bud. I want to taste your load."
"You want me to blow my fuckin' load in your mouth?"
"Yeah, I want you to cum in my mouth, Toby," he said, in his husky, hoarse voice.
I jammed my cock right back into his warm, wet mouth and he resumed sucking. I felt my balls rising. I moaned out loud from his oral talents. He was a real pro at sucking cock. The thrill of it all pushed me over the edge.
"Dude, I'm gonna shoot!"
He sucked even more eagerly as I felt the first shot shoot out into his mouth. He kept sucking as I felt my cum coat the inside of his mouth. I held on to the back of his head as I shot my load.
Finally, he got off my cock and licked his lips.
"Not bad, bro, not bad!" he said.
I grinned. Not missing a beat, I went down on his and sucked him off like a mad man.
As I leaned over, his hand went back to my ass. He felt my hole and moaned, "Man, I want to fuck that."
It didn't take him long at all to reach the edge.
"I'm gonna cum soon," he moaned.
Normally, I don't take loads in my mouth. But, since he took mine, I thought it was only fair to take his. And I did. He grabbed the back of my head and just held it there as the first rope came out.
I didn't swallow. I let the cum stay in my mouth until he was done. But as soon as I got up off of it, I opened the door and spit the load out.
"You all right, bud?" he asked.
"Uh yeah, just don't like the taste of it."
We cleaned up and went back to work, not speaking about it again as usual. I left wondering what the hell just happened again. I also left feeling that this guy wasn't all that straight. In my book, he was now bisexual.
Four Months Later:
Well, a while had passed since then. Toni had her baby. She even started coming into work again. I thought perhaps my time had passed with hooking up with Craig ever again. Not that I really cared. I had done enough to convince myself that he was into it and that was good enough for me. Little did I know what was in store.
I was working one evening late at the office. Craig usually didn't come by anymore, as Chris was now coming down after 5PM. I was in my office, working on a web page, when Craig appears in my door way. We start talking casually, and it didn't even occur to me that this was a good chance to get him again.
"Hey, bud. What are you doin' here so late?" he asked.
"Ah, I gotta get this up before I leave," I answered.
He walks into the office, and lays his hand down on my crotch without any warning. Woah....I thought we were past this!
I looked up at him and smiled.
"Whip it out bro," he said.
He was crazy to do this in the office, but who was I to say no? I leaned back on my desk chair, undid my jeans, and let my cock pop out of the fly of my boxers. As he did before, he swooped right down on it and started sucking it. If possible, it was even better than before. There was no way this guy was straight. No fuckin' way. He even allowed me to fuck his face again, with my hand on the back of his head, thrusting into his mouth.
He got up and whipped his out. "Suck on it, bud."
And so I did. I licked his low hangers and up his shaft, taking his fuckin' shaft right in my mouth. He moaned as I went up and down on that fat cock of his. He pulled me up to him then and drew me in for a hug. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. He started kissing my neck and then I turned my head so that my face was in front of his. He kissed me on the lips, open mouthed, and we made out for a good minute before we released.
"Here, bud, turn around," he said.
He actually bent me over my desk and went down on his knees in back of me. I felt his tongue brush up against my ass. It wasn't like the first time though. He actually was playing with it with his tongue. He teased my ass and sucked on it, giving me a great rim job.
"You don't have any lube here do you?" he asked.
"No, man..." I said, looking back at him.
He pushed me forward again and went back down on me.
"Aw, fuck!" I cried as his tongue did the magic.
He got back up and said, "You gotta get some lube, Toby." He pressed up against me, his cock grounding in my ass crack, making the motions of fucking. It was hot. He then reached around and started stroking my cock as he ground his cock into my ass.
He turned me back around and stroked my cock again. He then went back down on me and I knew I was close.
"Dude, I'm gonna cum," I said, out of breath.
He just sucked harder and faster until my ropes started shooting out of my cock. He eagerly took it down his throat.
Suddenly, we both heard a noise just as he was done cleaning me off. I buttoned up, he buttoned up, and we both went out to the main lobby of the office to see what was going on. Nothing. There was no one there. We were standing behind the counter at the time and he whips it out again.
"Come on, man, finish me," he said.
I went down on my knees in front of him and sucked his fat dong.
"God, that feels good, bud," he said. "Hey, I think you're turning me gay."
I froze and looked up at him, mouth still on his cock. He looked down at me.
"I'd rather fool around with another dude than be with Toni," he said.
I secretly wanted to jump in the air and give myself a high five.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah, bud, it feels so fuckin' good," he said.
I resumed my sucking, keeping what I just had heard in mind. I sucked him harder and faster and I heard his breathing getting heavier.
"Bud, I'm gonna blow," he said.
I kept sucking and then tasted his sperm as he shot his load in my mouth. I did my best to hold it in and to catch all of it. I succeeded. I went to the bathroom, and spit it out in the sink. I rinsed my mouth out with water.
I came back out and he was still there.
"You gotta get some lube," he said, rubbing my ass cheeks. "We gotta do this again, man."
He left shortly after that. It all made sense to me now. There was No Seduction Required because he was a fuckin' closet case to begin with!
There you have it. More will be written as it happens. Stay tuned! In the meantime, send all comments to NEPhillyBoy76@aol.com Thanks!