Date: Tue, 18 Apr 2017 12:41:56 -0500 From: Pete Parker Subject: A New Side of Me - 3 The events of this story are not real. Although like many authors some aspects of the characters may resemble characteristics of real people, their thoughts and actions are not real. I do retain the rights to this material, but feel free to share the links to your friends, if you enjoy. Also, message (newmidwestcuck@gmail.com) me your thoughts about the story and offer up any suggestions you may have as to where to go next with the story. This is my first attempt at a story like this and enjoy feedback from others. I will try to provide updates as readily as possible. If you are under age or are offended by any type of male-male sexual contact or if it is illegal to read this material in your area, please leave. Please donate to nifty to ensure this great free source for erotic stories is available for all of us and please enjoy the story. A New Side of Me -- Part 3 Mitchell looked up from his computer screen as Vince opened the door. "Hey hunny!" Mitchell greeted. "Hey, are you ready?" Vince questioned. "Almost, let me finish this e-mail." Vince stood near the front of Mitchell's desk, his mind beginning to wonder back towards the amazing sex he had only few hours ago. His daydream ended as he realize his cock was starting to thicken and had skipped wearing underwear today. He instantly tried to will his cock to deflate before Mitchell noticed. He looked preoccupied by his email, so he likey didn't notice. Mitchell looked up from his monitor and saw his man clearly daydreaming about something pleasant. His tight pants didn't leave much to me the imagination. He should have broken his man's concentration to find out what had his blood flow shifting, but he wasn't sure he'd like the answer to decided to finish the email and take his man to lunch instead. Plus, he had his own blood flow problem to deal with now. As he finished the email, his left hand went down to readjust his cock while his right hand closed out his comouter for lunch. "All set." Mitchell anounonced. "Great! Let's get lunch. I'm famished." Vince replied. "Me too." Together they walked down the hall and across the street to the small cafe and sandwich shop near Mitchell's office. Although it was a short walk, both men were more flirty with each other as they walked hand in hand. Normally, neither were very big on PDA, but today both were unusually horny and playing grab ass and flirting. It was fun and they did like showing their shared affection for each other. As they entered the cafe, Mitchell held the door got Vince with a hidden motive. To get a chance to speak at his bf's ass. He liked staring at it and fucking it even more. But recently other thoughts had started to flood his big and little heads, but he shook his head quickly to try and displace those and go back to thinking about food. As Vince walked into the cafe, his eyes deadlocked with the cute man behind the counter. His heart started racing as the man that bred his ass and whom's load he still had inside him was staring back at him. "Fuuuucckkk" he thought as a mix of fear and extreme arousal overcame him. Mitchell was a few steps behind him, so he had few options. He walked up to the counter eyes quickly glancing from the menu overhead and Carl's eyes. Mitchell smirked, and walked up behind Vince as Carl started to speak. "What may I get started for you." "Do you have any specials?" mitchell asked with a smirk. "Today, we only have two specials. sandwiches. The first is a slow roasted roast beef on rye bread with Swiss cheese and a special spicy cream sauce. The other is a homemade turkey sausage in a roll with a unique horseradish cream sauce I make." Carl responded. He looked from Mitchell to Vince with a small smirk spreading across his lips. Vince could feel his blood rushing to his face as his eyes met Carl's. He couldn't tell what he was thinking but he appreciated the professionalism he was showing with Mitchell around. "Mmm that sausage dish sounds perfect. I'll take that." Mitchell said with a smirk and light tap on Vince's ass. "I'll take the roast beef special," Vince said with a little quiver in his voice as his eyes met Carl's. "Perfect, pay the man hon and I'll find us a table," Mitchell stated as he walked off. Leaving the two men alone. Carl spoke first, "on the house if you come back to help me make the special sauce.." "I can't possibly with Mitchell here." Vince mumbled. "Sure you can, just tell him you have to take leak. It'll be perfect and you know youwant it again." "Fuck... Fine but take my card to at least make it look like I paid." "Deal!" After finishing the exchange, Vince walked over to Mitchell with his cock thickening thinking about what he and Carl were about to do with his boyfriend nearby. In the length of his relationship, he never would have expected that sneaking around would be such a turn on; but he was going to take advantage of the opportunity while he had it. Especially, since he anticipated this being a short-lived adventure anyways. "Hey hon, I'm going to go take a leak quick before the food gets here." Vince whispered as he got close to Mitchell's ear then gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Okay, hurry back lover. I'll be waiting." Mitchell said with a slight smirk. Vince headed to the back of the cafe and the entered the short hallway toward the bathroom. As he turned just out of eyesight of Mitchell and attempted to turn left into the men's bathroom an arm grab his shoulder and spun him around. Carl had his lips on Vince's in seconds as he pulled Vince into an employee only room. After the door closed, Carl spun Vince around and ground his already rigid cock against Vince's ass. He reached his arms around Vince and started to undo his belt and pants. He pulled his pants just below his ass, to provide easy entry into his tight and pre-lubed hole from the 2 rounds of fucks earlier that day. Carl pushed Vince up against one of the walls inside the room as he slid in balls deep in one thrust. "Mmmph," Vince muttered as the force of Carl's hard cock sliding in his ass in one thrust was more than he expected. But he was still enjoying every second of the hard cock even if Carl was being rougher than he was this morning. His hand was stroking his own leaking cock in-sync with Carl's hard and deep thrusts. With each thrust in, Carl started to pick up the pace. He knew Vince's boyfriend was waiting for him and he was on the clock supposedly making their sandwiches. He tried to muffle some of his grunts and groans as to not alert anyone to what was going on in the room, but as his pace picked up he could feel his balls start to tighten. And then all too soon he was overcome with that familar sensation as he was about to nut deep inside Vince, again. Even though it was his third load of the day he was horny and this circumstance took him over the edge as he let out a final muffled groan and shot several large spurts inside Vince who was moaning and shaking around his cock. Vince had shot at nearly the same time as Carl and was out of breath trying to quickly recover so he could go back out and meet his boyfriend for lunch. After a few slow strokes of his cock, he cleaned himself up a little with a towel Carl provided and the two tried to look presentable again before departing the room. "Let me go out first to make sure the coast is clear. I'll knock on the door once when it is safe for you to leave." Carl whispered. "Thanks, and hurry up with those sandwiches, I've worked up quite the appetite!" Vince said with a smirk. Carl left the room, closed the door to look up and down the hall then knocked once on the door and headed back to the back kitchen where his co-worker and friend had already finished making Mitchell's and Vince's sandwiches. Vince slowly opened the door, checking his shirt and pants for any obvious signs of sex. Other than the ropes of his cum he left on the floor of the room he looked good. He walked out of the door and back toward his sexy boyfriend, exhilarated by what just happened and a little guilty too. As he exited the hallway toward the table, Carl was approaching Mitchell's table with their sandwiches. It was going to be an interesting rest of lunch with his ass now full of 3 of Carl's loads and a cock that was still aching for more attention. *************************** ***More to come as I have time to write between all the other activities of life. Please e-mail me your thoughts about this chapter and any potential ideas about where to take the story for here. I know this chapter didn't have a lot of sex, I am planning to incorporate a whole lot more with time.