Date: Tue, 15 Nov 2005 15:50:33 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: MY SECRETARY'S SON 04

THIS IS NOT my usual story venue. I don't, as most of you know, usually
trespass in the world of Corporate America. However, inspiration cannot be
denied. So here is the story of....

MY SECRETARY'S SON
By RimPig   2005

Chapter 4

Robby looked up from between my legs, a look of total shock on his face.

"Whaaa...?!" he asked.

"Fuck me." I asked again, quietly this time.

"But..but..." Robby sputtered. "I don't know how!"

It was almost impossible for me not to laugh at this. I lowered my legs so
that they lay beside him and rose up, leaning on my elbows.

"There really isn't a lot to know." I grinned at him. "Trust me! Fucking
for a guy is as natural as walking."

"But...I thought..." he stammered.

"That I was going to fuck you?" I asked gently.

"Well...yeah." he admitted.

"Oh, trust me! I've wanted to fuck you since the first time you turned
around in the shower and I saw that beautiful butt of yours. But you're a
guy! Guys love to fuck! I'm not going to fuck you and then deny you the
chance to pound my butt. That wouldn't be very fair, now would it?
Besides! I'm not going to let you have all the fun! I love the feeling of a
guy's cock pounding my butt - almost as much as I love the feeling of
pounding my cock in a guy's ass." I assured him.

"Are you sure?" Robby asked hesitantly.

"Yes, Robby. I'm sure." I assured him. "Look, I love you. I don't know
where this thing between us is going, but if it's going to happen and,
especially, if it's going to last, then we have to be equal partners in
it. It can't be just me saying to you that I want to fuck you. You have to
be able to tell me that you want to fuck me. More, we've got to be able to
ask each other for anything that we need from each other."

"Really?" Robby asked in surprise.

"Yes. Really. Part of loving each other means being there for each
other. Remember how the first night, you offered to listen to me when I
needed to talk to someone and I said I would be there to listen to you?
That's what I'm talking about." I said.

"Yeah. I remember. I really meant it." Robby assured me.

"I did, too." I smiled. "So? You ready to fuck me?"

"Uhh...yeah. But maybe you could...well...like talk me through it?" he
asked.

"Don't worry. I'll be glad to." I grinned.

I sat fully up at this point and pulled him up into my arms.

"Trust me. You're gonna love this!" I said as I captured his mouth with
mine, kissing him deeply.

It took less than two seconds for my cock, which had gone soft while we
talked, to bone hard once more. Looking down I noted that Robby's cock was
equally hard. I broke the kiss and leaned over to the bedside
table. Opening the drawer, I withdrew a bottle of lube which I kept there
for jacking off. I handed Robby the bottle and then lay back down, pulling
my legs back again to expose my hole for him.

"Now, what you need to do is to lube me up really good. It's been a long
time since I've had a cock up me and you're not exactly small there, bud!"
I grinned at him.

He smiled sheepishly but I could see his pride at his substantial cock.

"I'm not near as big as you are." he said quietly.

"Trust me! You're plenty big enough!" I laughed. "And that's good! You'll
have to trust me on this but a big cock feels a lot better than a small one
and that 'Big Boy' you've got there is going to feel wonderful! When you
lube me up, I'll explain why."

"Okay. Uhh...there's one problem though." he said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"I don't have any condoms. Do you?" I asked.

"No. I don't. But we don't need them." I told him.

"We don't? They taught us in school that we should never fuck someone
without one." Robby said.

"And for the most part, that's right. But you've never had sex with anyone
before, right?" I asked.

"No. I told you that." he said, sounding somewhat miffed, as if I didn't
believe him.

"And I haven't had sex with anybody in five years." I said.

"Five years!?" he exclaimed.

"Yeah. I haven't had sex with anybody since I was in college. On top of
that, every year when I have my annual physical, my doctor's done a
complete panel of blood tests including testing for all sexually
transmitted diseases including an HIV test. I know that I'm negative. As
long as we only do this with each other, then we don't need condoms." I
said.

"No. I guess in that case, we don't." he said, thoughtfully.

With my instruction, he lubed me up well. As he slid his fingers deep
inside me, he bumped up against my prostrate causing me to grunt and gave
me the chance to discuss that wonderful gland with him and what it did for
a guy when a nice, hard, thick cock slid across it. I would give him a more
'practical' demonstration of its effects later but, for now, his education
in internal male anatomy was sufficient for fucking me.

I wasn't exactly sure, at first, how that was going to happen. It had been
a long time since I'd been fucked by anybody, so I knew that there would be
some pain involved. 'Just like being a virgin all over again.' I thought to
myself. I decided that 'doggy style' would be best. That way I could stroke
my cock during Robby's entry to alleviate some of the pain and get me used
to him. I wasn't kidding about him being a 'Big Boy'. But I also knew that
once my sphincter relaxed and allowed him freedom to plow my hole, it was
going to stroke my prostate really nicely because of its length but
especially because of its thickness. It was 'thick' that made the
difference. Spreading the ass-chute brought the prostate into firmer
contact with the shaft and head of the cock.

One thing that was going to make this fuck interesting was the fact that
Robby was uncut. I'd never had a 'natural' cock in my ass and I wasn't
exactly sure what all that extra foreskin was going to feel like - or if I
would feel it at all. Nor did I have any idea how it was going to feel to
Robby. We were both going to discover something new in this experience.

Once I felt that Robby had sufficiently lubed my hole and I was easily
taking three of his fingers sliding in and out of me, I got him to move
back on the bed while I positioned myself. At first he protested, saying
that he wanted to fuck me on my back so that he could watch me while he
fucked me. I got him over this quickly by explaining that because it had
been so long since I had been fucked, I needed this position to help me get
used to the size of him and the fact of a cock being in my ass again. I
promised that this would not be the last time we fucked, and there would be
plenty of time for him to fuck me 'missionary style' at a later date. He
not only accepted this, I saw his eyes light up like sparklers on the
Fourth of July when I talked about more fucking in the future. I had to
think that he was thinking this was just a 'one-time' thing. Silly boy! No
way I was going to want him just once! In fact, it was getting to be almost
impossible to imagine any future life without him! Damn! What the fuck was
I going to do about that?!

I had Robby place his well-lubed cock so that it was just 'kissing' my
hole. Since this was a position in which I had very little control of his
movements, and first-time fuckers have little or no ability to control
themselves, I decided to take a more 'active' role in his initial insertion
than I normally would have.

"Okay. I'm gonna push back onto your cock with my butt. You grab my hips
and hang on. Push against me only enough to keep your cock just where it
is. When I say 'Stop', stop immediately.  Got that?" I asked.

"Yeah. Are you sure about this?" he asked, and I could hear the trembling
fear in his voice.

It was obvious that he was very afraid of hurting me and I hastened to
assure him that as long as he did what I told him, that would not
happen. Actually, there was a very good chance that, at first, this was
gonna hurt like hell! But there was no fucking way I was ever going to tell
him that!  First of all because I wanted him to enjoy this and not be
afraid to fuck me. Second, I still wanted to sink my cock into that sweet
boy-butt of his and I didn't want him freaking out about the possible pain
and making opening him up difficult, if not impossible.

"Yeah. I'm sure. Fucking - or getting fucked - is just like riding a
bicycle. You never forget how.  Trust me, okay?" I said.

"Okay. I bow to the Master!" he joked.

"You'd better fucking not! You go bowing and your cock won't be where it's
supposed to be!" I grinned over my shoulder at him. "Okay. I'm gonna push
back now. Push against me."

Grabbing my cock and pulling on it gently, I pushed back against his cock
and felt it trying to push into my ass. Unfortunately, my ass was being
obstinate and not having any of it. It was then I remembered that I needed
to push out with my ass muscles to loosen the hole enough to get the head
of his cock inside. I pushed out with my muscles and slowly felt his
cockhead nudging into my ass.

"Oh, Fuck! It's so fucking tight!" Robby exclaimed.

I looked back over my shoulder and saw him staring down at the point where
his cock was entering my ass. His eyes were as wide as saucers as he saw
his cock entering a hole for the first time. It sent a thrill through me to
know that it was my hole that was taking his virginity as I felt the head
firmly lodge itself in my body.

"Yeah. It is. Just hold it right there. Don't move. Let my butt get used to
it being in there. You'll feel the muscles relax and the hole open more." I
told him.

He looked up from my hole and grinned at me.

"Okay. God! It's so fucking hot inside there!" he exclaimed.

"Well, it's 'body temperature'. If your cock was a thermometer, you could
take my temperature."  I grinned back at him.

I could feel my muscles slowly relaxing. It had been WAY too long since I
had done this! I'd almost forgotten what it felt like. I felt like I could
take more of his cock and so I made a tentative, slow push backwards. There
was some pain. I can't deny that but the desire to have him inside me was
greater than my fear of the pain. I knew that once his cock was inside, I
would open up and the pain would turn to intense pleasure. Pulling more on
my cock, I slid back at a steady, slow pace until I felt his pubic bush
brushing against my ass. I felt like I was stuffed with a warm, spongy
telephone pole but I began to breathe deeply to allow the tortured muscles
in my ass to relax.

"Ahh! Fuck!" Robby and I groaned together as his cock bottomed out in my
butt.

I quickly reached back and grabbed his ass cheek, holding him inside me.

"Don't move. Just stay right where you are." I panted.

It took a few minutes, admittedly mostly of agony, before my ass-chute got
the message and began to accommodate the 'log' that had entered the 'wrong'
way. Luckily, Robby's cock was plenty long enough to reach the upper
sphincter of my colon so my hole finally opened nicely to him.

"Okay, now. Real slow. Pull out a couple of inches and then slowly push
back in." I told him, somewhat breathlessly.

Robby did as I instructed him and we both groaned at the feelings. Him,
from the feel of fucking his first ass. Me, from the exquisite feeling of
being fucked again after all these years.

"Yeah! That's it! Out further this time. Slowly!" I said.

Robby began fucking me, gently and slowly at first. I was, quite frankly,
amazed at his forbearance! He was only seventeen, almost eighteen. Teenage
boys don't have a lot in the way of control when it comes to their
dicks. But Robby was so afraid of hurting me that I could feel the tension
in his body as he eased himself in and out of my rapidly loosening hole. I
figured the time had come to let him go - let him find his own rhythm and
pace. Time to let him fuck the living hell out of me. It's what I wanted -
what I needed right then.

"Harder, Robby! Faster! Don't worry! I can take it! Fuck that hole! Lemme
feel that fuckin' cock rammin' my ass!" I exclaimed, pulling harder on my
cock.

He took me at my word and almost instantly kicked into high gear! His cock
started ramming my ass hard and fast, punishing my prostate with every
stroke. Normally, I would have held back, kept myself from cumming but I
knew that Robby couldn't keep up the pace he'd set for long. He needed to
get off and I knew a trick that, if I could still pull it off, would have
him shooting his load in my butt in nothing flat.

All it took was a little muscle control. I tightened my butt up every time
he shoved his cock in and loosened the muscles as he withdrew. I guess I'd
been right about fucking being like riding a bicycle because my ass muscles
picked up the proper rhythm almost immediately and I could hear Robby
groaning loudly as his cock felt the effect.

"Ahh! Fuck! I'm gonna cum! FUCK!!!" he screamed out.

I felt him slam his cock into my hole as far as it would go and then the
spasms as it erupted with all of the teen-cum he held in his big balls. I
was right behind him, my hand moving like a blur on my cock and my load
shooting out over the sheets of the bed. I looked down as I shot and was
startled by the amount of gism shooting out of my cock! I hadn't shot that
much in years! That wonderful pounding my prostate had taken from Robby's
cock really emptied my nuts like they hadn't been emptied in a very long
time!

I felt Robby's sweaty body slump over my back and I slowly lowered us to
the bed, making sure to keep his cock locked in my hole. The weight of him,
the sweatiness of him, gave me feelings and scents that I loved and had
missed so much. The smell of sex-sweat mixed with the scent of males
fucking ass. Two of the most heavenly scents I could think of! If that
scent could be bottled, I swear I could make a fucking fortune off it!

I could feel Robby trembling with aftershocks of his orgasm. I occasionally
clenched my ass muscles around his still hard cock, making him whimper and
jolt with more. I smiled to myself at the joy of giving him such deep,
satisfying pleasure. The best thing one guy could do for another.  Indeed,
I was grateful to him for intense pleasure he'd given me. While this was
his very first fuck, he showed the potential to be a 'master' fucker in the
future. A future that I so wanted to be there for. So wanted to share with
him. I just wasn't sure how that was going to happen.

"Am I...am I too heavy on you?" Robby asked hesitantly after a while.

"No. You feel really good." I said, meaning it.

I could feel his forehead resting against my neck and then felt his mouth
as he began kissing my neck and shoulders, his raspy tongue licking up the
sweat from my body while he growled little puppy growls deep in his
throat. The feelings stopped and then I felt his warm breath brushing
lightly against my ear.

"God! That was so wonderful!" he murmured.

"Incredible." I said. "It's never felt that good before."

I wasn't lying, either. Something about being fucked by Robby, by the boy
that I was falling deeper and deeper in love with, was so different than
any other fuck I'd ever experienced. I actually began to wonder if I could
survive fucking him! If getting fucked was this good, my fucking heart
might just explode as I planted my seed in his butt - something that I was
bound and determined to do even if I didn't survive it!

"It couldn't have been that good." he said quietly. "You didn't cum."

"What do you mean, I didn't cum?!" I exclaimed.

Using my muscles, I pushed up until we rolled over on our sides. His cock,
still hard (Oh! The joy of being seventeen!) stayed in my butt.

"Look down there! On the bed! Feel my fucking chest and stomach! I'm
fuckin' covered in cum!  My cum! I shot the biggest load I've shot in
years!" I insisted.

I could feel him maneuver to look over my shoulder at the wet mess on the
sheets as his hand slid down my chest and abs through the gooey mess that
was matted in my hair.

"Fuck! You DID cum!" he said.

"Damn straight! Same time you did. That's why you didn't realize that I
had. You were too caught up in your own orgasm to notice." I said.

"I'm sorry." he said, his voice small and contrite.

"Hey!" I said, pulling off his cock, turning over and gathering him into my
arms. "You've got nothing to be sorry about! You were busy losing your
virginity - shooting your load into your first butt!"

I grinned at him and then leaned forward, giving him a light little kiss on
the tip of his pert, somewhat upturned nose. He, for his part, blushed
furiously, his face, neck and what I could see of his upper chest turning
almost cherry red.

"It felt like I was fucking turning inside out!" he breathlessly exclaimed.

"I can't believe how much you shot! I just swallowed at least a quart of
your cum not half an hour ago and now another quart is running out of my
ass!" I laughed.

I didn't think it was possible for him to blush any harder but his face got
even redder at my words.  He was so incredibly cute looking when he
blushed, I decided I would have to find more ways to make him blush in the
future! For now, however, I pulled him closer and kissed him deeply.

"Uhh...Dan..." he murmured, pulling his mouth from mine.

"Yeah, babe?" I asked, not realizing that I had even used a term of
endearment until I saw the startled look in his eyes.

"You...you called me 'babe'." he said.

"I'm sorry. It just slipped out. I won't do it again." I said contritely.

After all, seventeen year old boys are somewhat defensive about their
'manhood', I surmised and probably calling him 'babe' was a bit 'over the
top'.

"No! Please! I...I...I love it! Nobody's ever called me anything like
that. Well...except for my Mom but you know how mothers are." he said
smiling.

"Robby, do you believe me when I tell you that I love you?' I asked.

"Yes! Of course I do! You told me that you NEVER say anything you don't
mean." he swore to me.

"No, I don't. So I want you to believe something else. Your mother loves
you. Loves you incredibly much. Do you know how I found out the trouble
that you and she were having?" I asked.

"She told you, right?" he said, a tinge of disgust and anger in his voice.

"No. Not at first. First, I saw her eyes all red from crying and asked her
what was wrong. It really shocked me. I didn't picture your mother as the
type to cry over nothing." I said.

"She...she was crying?" he asked quietly but I could hear the amazement and
large hint of embarrassment in his voice.

"Yes. Over you. You'll pardon me for playing amateur psychologist here, but
I think I know the reason you've been acting the way you have towards her
and it's nothing to do with wanting to do woodworking instead of going to
college, is it?" I asked.

He looked at me rather shocked, his mouth hanging open.

"I'm figuring it's got more to do with you trying to figure out how to tell
her that you're gay." I said quietly.

He looked at me and suddenly his eyes began to fill up with tears. They
overflowed and began streaming down his cheeks. I pulled him close so that
his head was resting on my chest and I could feel his body shaking as he
silently sobbed. My heart was being torn apart at the pain he was in but I
knew that it had to come out. I needed him to talk to me about it so that
we could deal with it.

It took him a while to calm down, but finally he lifted his head off my
chest and raised his red- ringed eyes to mine.

"I'm sorry." he sniffled.

"For what? I'm envious. I wish I had a mother who loved me like your mother
loves you." I said.

"But she won't, once she finds out!" he said.

"How do you know that?" I asked.

"Because everybody hates fags!" Robby said, as if this was the most basic
of truths.

"No. They don't. But just as many gay guys hate 'fags' as straight people
do - probably more." I said.

"What do you mean?" He asked, totally confused.

"Guys grow up learning to hate anyone who's different - especially
'fags'. It starts really early. By the time you're out of third grade, the
word 'fag' is already the worst thing you can be called.  You don't even
really know what it means - you just know it's something terrible to be. So
long before you even realize that you're one of those 'fags', you've
already had years of learning to hate yourself and anyone like you." I
said.

He looked at me with a look in his eyes like a deer caught in
headlights. It was obvious that I had hit the mark dead on and he realized
the truth of everything I'd just said. He'd grown up learning to hate
'fags' and had been living with the hatred of himself for being one -
projecting that hatred onto anyone, other than me, who cared about him,
namely his mother.

"But what can I do? I can't tell her!" Robby moaned in misery.

"Why not?" I asked.

"I don't want her to hate me." he said.

"Robby, how would you feel if you found out tomorrow that nothing I've told
you was the truth.  That I didn't love you and that all I wanted was a
piece of your ass and didn't give a fuck about anything after I had you?" I
asked quietly.

He looked at me in shock! He started to try and pull out of my arms but I
held onto him with all my strength.

"Hey! I'm not saying that's true! I'm only asking you how you'd feel!" I
said.

He looked at me suspiciously but stopped trying to pull away.

"I'd hate you. I'd hate you for the rest of my life! I'd never have
anything to do with you ever again!" he said, fire practically breathing
from his nostrils in anger.

"And I wouldn't blame you one bit." I said quietly. "But aren't you doing
the same thing?"

"What do you mean?!" he asked, anger and indignation firing through him.

"Aren't you doing that with your mother? Letting her think you're one
person while you're really something different and never giving her a
chance to know who you really are?" I asked.

He stopped and thought about that for a minute. He was thinking so hard,
his eyebrows were drawn together and I could almost see the wheels turning
in his head.

"But what if she hates who I am? What if she can't accept it?" he asked
defiantly.

"So what's the alternative? Spend your life lying to her when she keeps
asking why you don't get married and have kids or, worse, get married and
have kids just to shut her up so she won't learn the truth?" I asked.

That really rocked his world. I could see that I'd hit home really hard. I
could tell that he was starting to look at the agony of the future, not
just the convenience of the present.

"Look, I know this is tough, but the bottom line is this - the only way
you'll ever know if she really loves YOU, the real 'you', the 'you' you are
inside, is to tell her the truth about who you are. If she can't accept
that, if she can't love you as you are, then she never really loved 'you'
at all. She only loved some fantasy she had of who she thinks you should
be. And nobody has the right to tell anybody who they should be." I told
him, not pulling any punches.

"Wha...what about us?" he asked.

"What about us? I love you. That's not going to change." I said.

"But what if I tell her about me? It won't take much for her to figure out
that there something going on between us." he said.

"Yeah. I know. To be honest with you, I haven't really figured out what to
do about that." I said.

"If she throws me out, can I still come live with you? Or does that put you
at risk?" he asked.

This was one of the times that I hated the fact that Robby was so damned
intelligent! He'd hit the nail right on the head. If he came to live with
me, it would put me at risk of charges like 'contributing to the
delinquency of a minor', 'lewd and lascivious acts performed with a minor',
and other assorted felonies - all culminating in a long prison sentence.

"There is some risk to me, that's true. At least until you turn eighteen."
I admitted to him.

"That's next month. I just won't tell her until then. After that, there's
nothing she or anybody else can say about it." he said.

I wasn't about to discuss with him what possible professional ramifications
this could have - how the corporation was likely to deal with the idea of
one of its executives having a homosexual relationship with the teenaged
son of an employee! Maybe I was being a fool, but I just couldn't see Diane
not accepting her son being gay. How she would feel about her son and I
being in love, that was another matter entirely. But at that point, it was
a bridge I preferred to cross when I came to it - not before. However,
Robby's ability to reason was just as fertile as mine.

"Could you lose your job over me?" he asked quietly.

Oh, how I wanted to lie to him! But I couldn't. If there was going to be a
relationship between us, then there could be no lies.

"It's possible. But it doesn't matter." I said.

"Doesn't matter! How can you say that?!" he exclaimed, his face looking
stricken.

"Because it doesn't matter. I can always get another job. I can't find
another you. You are far more important to me than any job. Who knows, you
may end up having to support us with your furniture making. Or maybe you
could make the furniture and I could run the business end of things. I do
know how, you know." I said smiling, hoping to take his mind off this.

"You'd do that for me? You'd give up your job?!" Robby asked with a
combination of shock and awe in his voice.

"Robby, I already realized when I took you in my arms last night out on the
deck that I could lose everything because of loving you. What you don't
realize is how little any of it means to me!  Before you came along, I was
a very lonely and desperate guy. I got all the toys, all the cars, all the
things I thought I wanted and none of it ended up meaning anything! I have
been happier these last four or five days with you than I have been since I
don't remember when. You are worth more to me than any job, any house, any
car, ANYTHING!" I exclaimed, grabbing him and pulling him to me, burying my
face in his hair.

He clutched at me, pressing his mouth to my skin and kissing me. Finally I
loosened my hold of him and he locked his mouth to mine in a deep and
powerful kiss.

"God! I love you so much! I can't believe you'd give up everything for me!"
Robby exclaimed.

"The way I look at it, I would be making the much better deal." I said
softly.

"So, don't you think it's about time you fucked me?" he said, giving me a
leering smile.

"Are you sure that's what you want?" I asked, seriously.

"More than anything. I want to feel you inside me. I want to know what you
felt when I fucked you." he said with equal seriousness.

"Okay. But just remember, you wanted this!" I laughed.

"Just one thing..." he said, touching my chest with his hand.

"What's that?" I asked.

"I want you to fuck me on my back so I can watch you while you do it." he
said.

"I figured that. Well, I'll tell you what. We won't start out that way, but
we'll finish that way, okay?" I asked.

"That's a deal." he smiled.

"Okay, get on your back and pull your legs back again." I said.

I was concerned because I wondered if I could get it up again so soon after
he had fucked me, but Robby no more pulled his legs back and I got one look
at his beautiful pink hole and I was harder than a rock!

I lay down on the bed and buried my face in his butt again. The taste of
him was very male, very exciting. I feasted at his butthole, sucking and
licking, worming my tongue back up inside him. He lay there moaning, his
cock hard and throbbing against his six-pack abs. I sucked and licked at
his hole, packing as much spit as I could, knowing that he was going to
need a lot of lubrication for what was to come. Mentally, I knew that my
cock was not exactly the ideal instrument for taking a virgin hole but I
also knew that, once Robby got used to it, it was ideal for giving
tremendous pleasure.

At least, that's what all the guys I had fucked in college told me. I
suddenly remembered this one jock - a linebacker on the football team. He
was 'straight'. Loved fucking girls. In fact, he often came to my bed with
the scent of pussy still on his cock. But he equally loved a hard, thick
cock rammed up his butt and I was always happy to oblige him. To see this
big, masculine jock lying under me, begging me to fuck his ass was always a
huge turn-on to me. I always wondered how he was going to handle being
married. In fact, the last time we fucked was the night before his wedding
to some sorority bimbo that he'd banged until she got pregnant. I guess,
though, he could always find a 'buddy' to fuck his butt for him.

But that's what all my college experiences had been - just fucks. Just
horny guys getting their nuts. Using each other to relieve the tension of
balls constantly filled with cum, eager to shoot as many loads as
possible. I hadn't cared about any of them. Oh, I liked some of them. Some
of them became friends. But none of them did I truly care about. None of
them had slipped inside my defenses and grabbed my heart the way this
beautiful, loving boy had. This time, the fucking meant something. This
time, my heart as well as my cock and balls was involved.

Once Robby's hole was as loose as I could get it with my tongue, I grabbed
the bottle of lube and slowly began sliding my index finger up inside
him. I told him about pushing out with his ass muscles but still, as my
finger sunk fully inside him, I heard this loud groan.

"Are you okay?" I asked, looking up from what I was doing, deeply concerned
that I had hurt him.

"Oh, God! Dan! It feels so good!" he exclaimed, smiling at me with a look
on his face that told me he was truly enjoying this.

"Well, let's see if two feels as good!" I said, slowly withdrawing my index
finger and re-inserting it along with my middle finger.

Again he groaned but, by watching his face, I knew immediately it was a
groan of pleasure.  Moving my fingers around, I had no trouble finding is
prostate. It was thick and prominent. I gently massaged it and his eyes
flew open and his cock jumped on his abs, spraying more of his sweet
cock-honey.

"Fuck! What was that?! I nearly came!" he exclaimed.

I smiled at him.

"That's your prostate. Remember I told you how good it was going to feel to
have it stroked? It was your cock rubbing mine that made me cum while you
were fucking me." I informed him.

"God! I had no idea! Fuck! Does that feel GOOD!" he exclaimed.

"Wait until it's my cock banging against it, not my fingers." I grinned.

I worked the two fingers in, out and around inside his hole until I felt
that it had loosened enough to slide a third inside.

"Ready for three?" I asked him.

"Yeah. Just take it slow." he said, some hesitation in his voice.

"I will, babe. Remember to push out with your muscles and keep breathing."
I said.

"I love when you call me 'babe'." he said quietly, smiling at me.

"Yeah. I kind of got that idea." I grinned back.

I slowly worked three fingers up his butt. I could tell that he had some
trouble taking them at first but he never said a word. Slowly, his virgin
hole opened more and I was able to easily slide my fingers in and out of
him. I also slowly spread them inside of him to help the muscles relax and
open up more.

Finally, his butt was at the point where I thought that we should try my
cock. I looked up from what I was doing as I slid my fingers completely out
of his ass. I had to grin at the groan of neediness that I heard as I
withdrew from his ass. This boy obviously had a very hungry butt! But I had
the perfect 'meal' for it, if he could learn to take it.

"Okay, get up. Time to change positions." I said, laying down next to him

He let go of his legs and looked over at me.

"I thought I was the one who was going to get fucked?" he asked, somewhat
perturbed.

"Oh, you are, buddy-boy! Trust me on that!" I said, grabbing my hard cock
and pulling it up so that it was perpendicular to my body. "This 'big-boy'
has been wanting inside that butt of yours and now he's finally going to
get his wish!"

"And that's just where I want him." Robby smiled.

I grabbed the lube bottle and heavily lubed my cock.

"So what I want you to do is to come over here and staddle my abs." I said.

He got into position and I reached around him, playing with his hole with
my fingers, keeping him open and adding more lube.

"Okay. Now, what you do is to squat over my cock and you're going to fuck
yourself. You have total control. You can take it as slow as you need to. I
really suggest you do take it slow. I don't want you hurting yourself. We
don't have to do this right now, you know. I'm more than willing to take
things a little at a time. The most important thing to me is that you learn
how to do this, and love it, because I really want to be able to fuck you
on a regular basis." I told him.

He grinned down at me.

"Yeah! I just bet you do! Knowing now what it feels like, I can certainly
appreciate you wanting to!" he laughed. "Trust me, I want this as much as
you do!"

With that, he got up and squatted down over my cock. I helped him center my
cock so that it was directly at the mouth of his ass. The I watched as he
pushed down on it, feeling my cockhead squelched up against his opening. At
first nothing happened.

"Remember to push out with your ass muscles." I reminded him.

He grinned at me and I could feel the lips of his ass push out around my
cockhead and I could feel it begin to enter his hole. I had been a long
damn time since I had fucked a virgin and I had forgotten how incredibly
tight a virgin male butt was!

Robby groaned and I could see him grimace as he slid further down my
erection. He seemed bound and determined to get my cock in his ass and I
started to worry that he would end up hurting himself rushing
things. However, when he'd take about an inch below the head of my cock
inside him, he stopped, putting his hands down on my chest to rest.

"That's it! Let your butt become adjusted to having a cock in it. Just let
the muscles relax." I said to him.

He smiled weakly at me.

"You are REALLY fucking BIG!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah. I know. But I promise, you're gonna end up being glad that I am. I
promise." I said.

I could feel his butt opening up and I groaned as Robby slid further down
my hard cock. He had half of my cock up his ass now and it felt almost like
his butt was trying to strangle my cock, it was so tight. But it was hot
and wet in there as well. His ass was amazingly liquid! The best feeling
ass, as well as the best looking butt, I'd ever fucked in my life! And the
only butt that I'd ever fucked that I loved the guy it was a part of. For
some strange reason, looking up into his amazing blue eyes, I felt mine
begin to swim in tears. My gut ached from the feelings that were flowing
through me looking at him. Having never been in love before, I was blown
away by the exquisite aching pain it caused.

At that point, his butt opened more and he slowly slid all the way down my
pole until his butt was resting on my groin, my cock totally buried up
inside his impossibly hot, impossibly wet hole!

"Ahh! Fuck!" I groaned.

Robby sat there, a grin of pride on his face from the amazing feet of
actually swallowing my whole cock with his ass.

"Fuck! I've never felt this full in my life!" he moaned.

"Are you in pain?" I asked with concern.

"No. Just really stretched!" he insisted.

I put my hands on his thighs to hold him down on my cock.

"Just rest there, don't try to move. Let your butt get used to it. No rush,
we've got all day." I smiled at him.

"Oh! You think you're gonna keep this fucking telephone pole in my ass all
day long?!" he grinned.

"I wish I could keep my fucking cock in that beautiful, tight ass of yours
forever!" I assured him.

"That would certainly cause some talk in my wood-shop class!" he giggled.

"Yeah, I guess it would." I smiled.

The End of Chapter 4 of MY SECRETARY'S SON

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