Date: Thu, 24 Mar 2022 20:11:30 +0000 (UTC)
From: "ozorli65@aol.com" <ozorli65@aol.com>
Subject: Doin Paul (Trio with Tony (9)

This is a fictional about the HOT Paul from some of my older stories. I
hadn't written something with Paul in a bit. But just saw a hot video
with a guy that reminded me if him fucking this hung dude with big
balls. So I am revisiting Paul again with a hook up with someone I have
written about recently. Tony
Tony is a tall hot guy I am currently working with. His his bearded and
has a nice body. And obviously big balls from what i have seen in his
jeans.

Again this is only fiction as it is still unknown if Paul and Tony are
straight or Gay. But a hook up with the two men would be soo hot.

Follow Tony In my 'I.T Guys' story on here

Enjoy..

Doin Paul (Trio with Tony (9)

... Sex with the gorgeous Paul was great. It was simply the best sex I
could experience. This short hairy stud with the average sized dick
really knew how to work that raging bone when he fucked. Always finding
the right spots inside me to get me off. And I was always deliriously
happy after his sex.
Shame was Paul was not mine. At least not exclusively so. He was a man
that sexed up whomever he wanted whenever he wanted. Guys, girls, it did
not matter. All fell to his charm and sex appeal. Not to mention his
smoldering body and cock. So yeah he was not mine to have alone. So many
times I would not have access to this stud as some other lucky recipient
was being taken by the hairy sex God. And then after him moving in from
where we worked together. Then me doing the same, the availability of
getting him lessened to almost nil. And that sucked.

So when Tony came into the picture, I was glad that there was another hot
man that I could get my hands on from time to time. But just as Paul his
acessibility was not always there. But when I got him I was always very
very content. Taller than Paul and sexy enough. Even if Paul was much
hotter, and hairier. But his dick was bigger and this guy had an big low
swinging ball sack that always set me off with a huge hunger.

"Fucking best nut sack ever" I would always state

Well the hook up with Tony started some months after meeting with the hot
guy that first time. I would always see him around as he worked on
people's computer issues. The tall handsome guy always had a beard in.
Thankfully as on the rare occasion he did not, he looked kinda dorky as
he had glasses and all.
But when he was bearded he was good looking. Now not smoldering my hot
like Paul was. But a very handsome guy. Like I said he was taller. About
just over 6 feet. And his body was lean and athletic looking. Like a
swimmer I took it. And a very hot one at that.
Now Tony always came into the office in jeans and t-shirts. It's because
he had little contact with anyone outside the company. So no need to
dress up. Casual was his attire all the time. Andi liked it. The shirts
always fit him nicely and showed off his arms real well. Long muscular
and lean. And there was a tattoo that showed on his shoulder. At least
from what little I initial saw until I was able to see the thing in the
pure flesh and he explained it was Celtic. His family was from that part
of the world.
The arms were nice. Forearms had tiny little hairs in them. So I hoped it
would translate to a hairy chest. And then there was his jeans. When I
first met him (saw him) he had on baggy looking jeans. And many a time he
would wear something that covered his lower body enough so I could not
tell what lie under them.

"Nice ass" I did say though as it was the only part he could not hide.

And it was until he would come in with jeans that were tighter that I
didn't think he had anything to show. But he did. Ohh my god did he.
It was a Friday when I felt in lust with Tony. A regular Friday, casual
Friday for those of us that wore business attire. I was in my own jeans
and thinking I looked good in them. The jeans showing off my decent butt
to whomever wanted to look.
But as I was sitting there at a table in the lunch room that day, Tony
came in. I near spit up my food and fell over as I saw this hit stud.

"Ohh my fucking God!" Fell out of my mouth
"Look at Tony"
"Fuck me look at that"

Thankfully I was sitting alone when I saw him. Sitting alone in the
corner of the lunchroom. But I still had a view of the sight that he was
as he came in. He was in the typical Tshirt he wore. But this one was
faded and older. Also a bit more snug on his chest. I could almost see
his nipples pressed against the material.
But then my eyes fell southward on his frame. Down to the jeans he was
wearing that day. All I can say was I was surprised I didn't pop a nut
right there in the lunchroom from the crotch bulge that he was sporting.

"I want" was all I could say to myself

What I was looking at him as this hot man stepped into the room with
faded jeans that were also quite snug on his lower body. And right there
at the crotch they were faded all the more. Right there were there was a
gorgeous lump of something pushing at the area entering the thigh just to
one side of the zipper. It was like a 70's gay image flashing in my head.
Hot guys in jeans that had their junk shoved all to the one side to show
what they had to all interested parties.
Was that what tiny was doing. Showing off what looked like a sizeable
bulge of cock flesh. It made me ponder how big this hot man was. And I
could feel my own groin responding to the sight before me.

"Fuck, fuck,fuck, fuck" I huffed
"Bet he is hung"

But as I gawked at his bulging crotch. As my eyes were glued to a sight I
could only assume everyone else was looking at. I could now imagine
everybody's eyes locked to his bulge. I know mine were. It was utterly
fantastic. But I had no assumption that he and I would hook up. He was
married after all.
The thing was because I was practically staring at him like a stalker,
Tony looked up at me. Like he knew my eyes were on him. And they were. He
smiled a bit as he saw me looking at him. And it took me a moment to
realized that he had noticed my stare. So I pulled my eyes away and
pretended I was just looking about the room. Trying to make him see I was
not staring at him, even though I was.

Well as people mulled in and out of the lunchroom. Tony decided to get up
only 10 minutes after sitting down. He stood grabbed his things. Not
before adjusting his junk in those lucky jeans. My eyes widened with lust
again as he did this. Then he started walking in my direction.
Then he called to me. I know so because he called out my name. Then as I
looked up I was string almost right at his crotch. Big and full as it
looked.

"Mind if I sit?" He then asked
"Uhmm. Er. No. Sure" I stumbled back
"Sure, sit"

I was desperately trying not to look at his crotch, but my God it was so
close. It was so deliciously close to me. I could have almost reached out
and grabbed it. Licking my lips as I looked away.
Then he sat down. The hot guy sat down. He then started to chat me up.
Asking how long I had been there and other more intimate items. Like if I
had a girlfriend or wife 'or significant other'. My eye brow cocked up
and I did look back at him at that last question. Did he know I was gay?
I gazed up at the guys handsome face. He smiled more at me. A glint of
something in his eye told me he was really interested in that last
question he had asked. But I really did not want to answer.

"So..?" He then started to ask

I could tell there was another more serious question pressing to drop
from his mouth. A mouth I was now looking at since I could no longer see
his crotch. A delicious looking mouth under his beard. A very kissable
mouth.

"So do you like my crotch?" He then spilled out
"Saw you staring at it."

I was caught by surprise at that question. He was actually asking me the
obvious question of my sexuality. Asking if I liked that big meaty bulge
he had. And of course I did. I was in so much lust with it that I was
afraid I may jump him. But the fact that he is asking this question made
me question his motives with it. but still I denied anything

"What? Huh. Noo man. I!" I started to shoot back

But he caught me and cut me off. Saying it was okay that I did. And he
figured I was gay from the first moment he saw me. And then he started
that he was bisexual right there in front of me. And he was always up for
a little 'guy fun'.

"So" he then added
"You wanna fuck?"

I sat there aghast at the last comment. Here I was in the now empty
lunchroom at work. Only tiny and myself there. And this hot as Hell guy
was propositioning me for sex. Shock and disbelief we're splattered
across my face.
He went back to eating and then finished quickly. Then he got up
abruptly. Standing there just a few feet from me. And before me was his
big bull crotch. Stuffed into those poor jeans. It seemed bigger now.

"If you change your mind" he the said

That was when he reached down and groped at his big bulge again. Hefting
there before me. And it did seem bigger against his hand. The long
fingers cupping at the meaty lump that was there in his jeans. And then
he finished his sentence. Telling me to let him know via email or phone

"You have my extension buddy" he said
"And I know we can have a good time"

And with that he left me there. Sitting there with the greatest hard on I
could remember having in a great long time....

To be continued