Date: Tue, 28 Sep 2010 16:29:58 +0000 (GMT) From: Mr. D Subject: After working hours, ch 3 This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. In some states and counties even 20 or 21. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplications or publications of this story are allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. If you have comment I would really like to hear from you. Post me an e-mail to: dionyssos00@yahoo.no Enjoy! After working hours, chapter 3 At work that day, life seemed much better. Even if I had tons of work and probably needed to work late the rest of the week. The day went on and I got deeper and deeper into the piles of paper on my desk. At lunch I finally took a well deserved break. My friend Lisa saw the change in me. Even if I really tried to conceal my newly discovered affair, Lisa could not bee fooled. "I see you have as much work as ever, but you seem happy and full of energy. What could be the reason for this radical change?" From the look in here eyes I knew I could not escape this. Once she got a hunch, she was relentless in her methods to find out all there was to know. "I do feel much better, thanks", I could not help but letting out a little smirk at the end. That gave me away even more. "No you don't! I can see that some thing is going on and I will get to the bottom of it" Her choice of words `to the bottom of it' gave me the desire to laugh, at the same time I cold not. The result was an ever growing grin on my face. "I really can't talk about it. This is not the time or the place. But I do promise I'll tell you! – Then, after a short break I added "...some day" As planned, this infuriated her. Lisa sat down and kept me hostage with an intense glare. "You know I'll find out". She was almost growling like an animal. Her way of expressing that, me keeping a secret, was out of the question. Suddenly her face transformed from the wild frown to the friendly and beautiful face I liked so much. "I can see that you will not tell me right now, but you better find a place and time to do so" I was just about to answer her with a smart remark, but when I looked up and Jerry walked behind her. Very briefly he looked at me and winched. I almost fell off my chair, and completely lost my posture. She could not miss this. All she had to do was to trace my look, and the cat would jump out of the bag in a gigantic leap. For some reason, she didn't. When I got control of my self and looked at her, a wide almost evil grin met me. "So... You have other reasons to stay late than work, do you?" I have never been a good liar, but I could not understand how she could be so 100% spot on! It really crept me out and my jaw dropped to the floor. "I told you I would figure this out. But do not worry. I'll let you come to terms with the fact that I do know. The rest is up to you. I'll be waiting for a good story now" I gave up. After less than 3 minutes, she has deciphered me. There was no reason to even try to fool her. "Ok Lisa. I promise to tell you the whole story, but let's drop it right now. Please." That `please' at the end came out a little more pleading than I had planned. I guess it did not help that my face was close to a tomato-red in colour. "Ok, Tom. I let you off the hook for now. But I warn you, don't delay to long, or I'll be coming at you like a bat out of hell!" With that she got up to leave. Picked up her tray and turned to say –"Fancy a smoke before you go back to your secret world. "You bet I do!" And so we did. We did not use the roof during normal hours. It was not quite allowed to go up there, so we settled for the main entrance. We did not talk much, but here company made me relax. After one smoke, I had regained my self control. Lisa went back inside, but I needed one more smoke before going back in my self. This day had turned out to be much stranger than I figured was possible. But the surprises were not over for me yet. A large truck was parked out side and the security guard was busy signing for a mountain of boxes. He let out a load sigh as I cam in. It was not until then I realised that it was not the regular guard. The usual broad shouldered man, was replaced with a rather small boy. He looked very young, but since he was working as a security guard, he had to be at least 18. He had short blonde hair, and as he looked up I saw a pair crystal blue eyes looking pleadingly at me. I guess my subconscious had been dwelling on other things than work. I noticed the tingling feeling in my balls as I started to get hard. "Can you please help me getting these boxes down to the cellar?" I must have looked surprised, he added very quickly, "I'm stepping in for the regular guard. He is on vacation and will be back in 2 weeks" Before I could actually think I replied, "Sure, I'll help you" If he could see the pictures in my mind, he probably would have put down the box in his arms and run out of there as quickly as his legs could muster. Without any more talking I lifted up one of the boxes, looked at the young man and asked where to put it. I felt a bit like the big brother who helps out to be nice. He gladly showed me the way to the stairs. For some reason the elevator did not go down to the basement. The boxes were many, but not that heavy. As we walked up and down I enjoyed the view. That did give me a reaction, and before the job was done, I had to do my best to conceal my fully erected cock. As I put down the last box. In reality, I could not wait to get out of there. I did not want him to discover the truth here. It would put me in a bad light and if it came out, I fear my lover might not take it too lightly. When I turned around, he surprised me by standing very close. Without warning he put his hand on my crouch and said with a husky voice, "Is that a gun in your pocket, or are just happy to see me?" I had to laugh. Here is this young man, closer to a boy, using that cliché and feeling up a stranger. The whole situation was so absurd I did not really believe it was happening. "I guess I'm jus happy to see you, young man" WHAT was I saying! The horny sensation in my body took completely over. I leaned forward and kissed him. He willingly returned the kiss. His tongue entered my mouth while he squeezed my dick. I was iron hard and ready to cum. I had to pull back. Explaining my long absence was not a problem, but letting out a load in my pants, would be hard to conceal. He looked me in the eye and his hornyness was glowing. It was like a halo around his whole body. He took my hand and pulled me towards a door. With a rapid sweep of his key card, the light turned green and the door clicked open. He almost pulled me in after him and slammed the door shut. I wanted to move, but I couldn't. Even if I had made my self move, I would have been too slow. The young man moved like lightning. Before I could protest, my pants were around my ankles. My cock stood straight and he seemed pleased to find it pointing straight at his face. He tasted it gently. Letting his tongue play with the head, and eating my pre-cum in the process. I moaned and put my hand on his head. I started pushing my hips forward, holding his head firmly in place. Now it was my turn to be pleased. He took my entire 8,5 inch cock and ended up with his nose in my curly pubes. I could feel my cock sliding down his throat. At this point I didn't think any more. I simply enjoyed the blowjob. It did not take long before I felt the inevitable orgasm building up. I tried to warn him, but I could not gather my thoughts enough to speak. With a loud grunt I shoved my hips forward and jammed my cock into his horny mouth. Then the fantastic feeling of letting go and filling him up. The brave young man swallowed it all. I shot load after load into his young mouth. Not a single drop fell to the floor. At the end of my orgasm my knees went weak and I slid down the wall, until I was squatting. I did not have the strength to stand up yet. The guard stood to his feet and dropped his pants. He was not hung like a horse, but it looked to me like a 5,5 or 6 inch rod, slightly bent upwards. He started stoking himself, and judging by the sounds he was making, it would not take long for him to shoot his load. I reached out and pulled him closer. I only had to open my moth and let him fuck my face. He moved his hips only a few times, before he let his sperm fill my moth. It tasted like sweet nectar at the time. Just having this young man emptying his balls in my mouth almost got me hard again. I was greedy and did not let him go until I had gotten every drop out of him. He looked down at me with a huge smile on his face and said: "I think I'm going to enjoy working here the next two weeks. At the moment I hope I will stay longer" "You do, huh. Well I don't mind getting a blowjob by a barely legal kid in a uniform" I stood up and kissed him, before I got my pants back on. By the time we emerged form the cellar, we both acted cool. He thanked me for my help. I assured him it was not a problem and encouraged him to ask me again, if he needed help. Then I took the two flights of stairs, found my office and tried to get some work done. Along with the nice feeling in my body, a creeping notion of bad conscience started to come to the surface. I knew that I had to tell Jerry about this, but decided not to think about that now. If I was going to get any work done, I had to start thinking with the larger head God had given me. I would love to hear your opinion. Good or Bad, I need your feedback to keep writing. Since the spam filter seems to filter out some fan mail, please use the title of the story in the subject line. dionyssos00@yahoo.no Dionyssos