Date: Mon, 27 Apr 2020 22:48:30 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: My Man McElroy (McElroy's Test (1)

This is a continuation of the previous story about the gorgeous McElroy.
This stunning man I had worked with sometime back.

He works in distribution at the place I worked for several years. He is
tall, blonde and has a magnificent body. Its all based off a great
blowjob this God allowed me to give him back when I was there. The rest
is juts fantasy for a man I had fallen in lust for. As he is married with
kids. And there is obviously no likelihood I could ever have something
serious or permanent with this man.

But do enjoy the tale...
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My Man McElroy (McElroy's Test (1)

... I should have realized I would end up here. Sitting in my apartment
with a broken heart. Yes I know there was a very big chance that I would
end up here. But he said he loved me. Chris said he loved me and that I
was the best thing to happen to him. He told me ever day how much he
did.
He had left his 'bitch' ex wife to be with me. Their divorce was ugly and
he had to fight to sew his daughter. Something I feared would be a
detriment to what we had together. But it wasn't and he stayed with me.
And I was the happiest I had ever been. My heart the fullest it had ever
been.
But not now. Not right now. Now I was broken and crying myself to sleep
each night. Wondering why he lost his love for me. Crying and missing him
each and every night as he was not laying there next to me as I had grown
so accustomed to.

"Why Chris?" I questioned
"You said you loved me"
"Why?"

I lay in my now lonely bed wondering how I had gotten to this very low
point. Again realizing that falling for a 'straight' man who just
happened to care for me more than he should was not the smartest thing to
do. I knew he would have thoughts of a woman again. I would be natural
for him to. But I assumed my love fir him was enough to sustain and curb
his needs for a females touch.

"My God. I was soo wrong!" I shouted.

Looking back I again knew that this may be doomed from the start. Me and
my beautiful McElroy.

I remember when I first met him. This fantastic man that I met at my old
job a few years back. I saw him as I sat there eating my lunch. My eyes
catching sight of the gorgeous tall blonde God that passed through the
room. He was stunning, and I couldn't take my eyes from him.
I was utterly astonished by this mans beauty. Strong rugged looking but
with a soft kind face and eyes that made me melt. And his body was like
the rest of him. Utterly fantastic.
I had not thought of him in any way other than the distribution manager
those first days. I just figured he was this hot straight guy. Yet he was
always cordial with me back then. Never gave me strange looks or treated
me as many in his employ dis. So I figured he was a nice guy.
But then as time passed I found he was more than a nice guy. He seemed to
start to get closer to me as the months passed when I worked there. And
he seemed protective of me when guys like Dave started to treat me with
disdain. Writing them up for harassment and such. So it was easy to see
how I began to like him.

"He knew I was gay and protected me" I huffed
"Nicest guy in the world"

And when Dave assaulted me and raped me he came to my rescue yet again. I
had quickly fallen smitten to the big gorgeous Chris as the days went on.
He was my big handsome hero. Foiling my foes with his kindness and
strength.

"Thanks for caring Chris" I had told him once
"No problem. I am here for you" he would say back

Then when the issues of him being there and his hateful wife wanting to
tell him where he should be and that she hated it there. Her wanting him
to quit his job he loved. Which he refused. She went back home and made
his life a living Hell.
That's when I was there for my big hunky hero. Always there to listen to
his complaints and woes of his situation.
And that's when I believed he started to have feelings for me. Seeing
that I cared for him more than his wife did. More than anyone did. And he
appreciated me for it. Not even thinking I may have an ulterior motive.

"You are the sweetest guy" he had told me
"You are always willing to listen to my bitching about my fucking wife"
"You should be loved as you love others"

This lead to the moments that brought that closeness between us that had
turned into passion. A glorious and powerful passion. An unexpected
passion from the gorgeous straight man. How he took me in his arms and
pull me close. Kissing me and loving me like now one else ever had done.
Giving me pleasure and love with his body. And I gave him mine.

"Feels soo good" he had sighed as I pleasured him for the first time.

Wrapping my lips to his member as I sucked on him. Hearing his moans as I
did. Then I moaned deeply as he took my body. Thrusting gently but
forcefully into me to quench his desires.
My loving lips on his big broad chest and neck and face. He loved how I
made him feel when I worshiped his body. And I loved the way he made me
feel by just holding me in his powerful embrace. I loved the way his
beautiful body Give it next to mine. The fine blonde hairs on his arms
and chest. The delicious clean smell he seemed to always have.
McElroy was the man I loved with every ounce of my being. And even though
I knew that each day what I had was a blessing but could be torn from me
at the slightest moment. It was a fear that lingered in the back of my
head all the time.

"Would he leave me if he changed his mind" I said to myself
"He is straight after all"
"Or at least bisexual"

But I would always push such thoughts to the back if my mind. Pushing
them far down so I would not worry about it. Just holding to the moments
that seemed to be always there. McElroy's gentle touch and kiss. The two
things that always pulled me from any worry that strayed in my mind.
So it came as a complete surprise when he did break my heart. Finding
that he wanted a woman again. The feel of her and her loins. The feel of
her breasts on him as he fucked her. Giving her what I had had for some
time know. His perfect organ that filled me up so incredibly.
And the pain that I feared would end me as he left me alone again. Filled
me entirely.

"I will die of this broken heart" I thought
"I will die. But it will be better than this pain"

But as I ache there in my room from my brokenness. I pondered how I got
here. Pondered how I let myself fall into love with someone who would
inevitably break my heart.
The test that McElroy went through with my love and how he failed it.

"It began some years back" I said to myself....
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To be conrinued