Date: Wed, 14 Oct 2015 21:17:46 +0000
From: mitchmulder@lycos.com
Subject: Putting Up the Fence - 17

CHAPTER -- 17

Silently he closed the door as I walked to the study.

Once inside he pressed me against the wall and groped my crotch.

"Fuck, Dad, you're still hard. Haven't you had enough cock for one
night!"

"Oh, God, Mike, I want you, just you more than ever!" I meant every word
of it, I justed wanted his perfect cock deep inside of me, fucking me,
long and hard. Yeah, it had been a great evening, but I had missed one
cock, the most important one of all, "Fuck Mike, I want you!"

I pressed my lips onto his and pushed my tongue deep inside of his
mouth. After a second I felt his sweet tongue around mine, kissing me
back, deeply and heavily. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and
pressed him tightly against me. I was more or less hoping that he would
push me down onto my knees, ordering me suck his wonderful cock.

He kissed me back, pressing his harding cock against mine. His hand
slided down over my spine into my trousers. His fingers moved down my
sweaty crack, finding my hole.

"Fuck, dad, you're still leaking cum!"

"Eh..., I am sorry, Mike, let me first clean myself!"

"No time for that, just get naked!"

I started to undress, Mike removed his jockstrap, soon we were both
naked, facing eachother with our cocks poiting upwards. I sank to my
keens, kissed his cockhead, letting his manhood slide into my mouth. My
tongue went over its head and shaft, feeling every vein.

"O yeah dad." Slowly he pushed his hips forward.

I placed my hand on his hips, guiding his cock in and out of my mouth.
Tasting his juices, while I worked my own cock.

Suddenly he pulled out and turned around, pushing his ass right into my
face. My hands spread his cheeks, revealing his pink pucker.

"Come on, Dad, lick me!"

I didn't wait I plunged my tongue between his muscled cheeks, licking
his spinchter. Man, this was heaven, I tasted his sweat, smelled his
musky scent. I entered him with the tip of my tongue.

  "Deeper, deeper, Dad!"

Spreading his cheeks wider I stick my tongue deeper into him. He placed
his hand on the back of my head, pushing me harder against his crack.

"Yeah, Dad, faster, deeper." He moaned.

I pushed my tongue in as deep as possible, swirling around in that soft,
warm hole.

He got on all fours, "Dad, you've been so good, for once you can fuck
me."

I couldn't believe what I heard, "You're sure?"

"Fuck me Dad, now!"

I placed my hard dripping cock against his wet pucker anmd pushed. We
both moaned as I entered him.

I fucked him! I actually was fucking my son! I was fucking that perfect
sweet young bubble butt! I fucked him hard, deep, sometimes pulling out
and ramming my cock back in again.

This was fucking hot, feeling him around my around shaft. It didn't take
long before I felt I was about to cum.

"Yeah, Dad, blow your load! Want to feel your seed."

"Oh.. fuck!" I plunged forward and released, shooting the cum I had left
deep into his bowels.

Mike groaned and his ass thightened around me, shooting his load all
over the floor.

I wanted to stay in him for ever, but finally I pulled out and wanted to
get up.

"Not so fast, Dad, clean my ass."

Some of my cum dribbled out of his pink hole, I licked it off. Tasting
my own sperm, I stuck my tongue inside his ass again and cleaned him.
Next Mike got up and pushed his cum covered cock into my face, smearing
his cum all over me.

"Don't get any ideas, Dad, this was once in a lifetime, I just didn't
want to fuck that cum filled ass of yours."

With that he put his jockstrap back on and left.




Next morning it was business as usual at the office.

"You're looking forward to the weekend, Roberts?"

"Yes, of course."

"Good, I think you two will love the place, very remote, right at the
beach. Yeah, you'll will be having a great time."

"I'm sure we will, Sir, and thanks."

"Well, Roberts, at ten we have that meeting with one of our suppliers,
did you finish that presentation?"

"Yep, all finished, copied it to a stick, so I can present it in the
meeting room."

"Good, Roberts, good.' He held out his hand, so I handed over the stick.
"O, could you get me that file on sales?"

"Yeah sure." I walked over to the filing cabinet and opened the lowest
drawer and retrieved the file.

"Oh, eh Roberts, are you wearing briefs?"

"Yeah, I do, always wear briefs, I don't like boxers."

"When you bent over I can see the outline of yiur briefs, I don't like
that. Remove them, Roberts."

"But...."

"Now, Roberts!"

I kicked off my shoes, undid my belt and trousers, while Osram sat back
in his seat and watched me. I stepped out of my trousers and briefs and
put my trousers back on again.

"Sniff them."

I picked up my briefs and held them under my nose.

I don't know why, maybe the smell of my own briefs or the fabric of my
trousers rubbing my cock and balls, but I was getting hard.

"I know why you were briefs, Roberts, because you like the support,
don't you,? Everything keeps in place. Well, I always think you'd better
let everything hang freely, but I've got some support for you, come over
here, Rolberts."

I walked over to him while he went through his desk drawer, "here we
are!" He said, holding up a ring. "You will love this." He looked at it,
"Yeah I thin k it's the right size, drop your pants, man."

"But Sir, we have to go to the meeting!" I said.

"I know, Roberts, so hurry up."

I dropped my trousers, "That will never fit!"

Osram laughed, "We all know that you have a nice size dick and some
perfect balls, Roberts, but believe this will fit."

He grabbed one of my balls and pushed it through the ring, then he did
the same with the other one.

"Roberts, this will be a lot easier if you don't get an erection!"

I looked away, thought about the most afwul things while he tried to get
my cock through the ring.. It hurt, I was semi hard, and his hand
touching me didn't help either. Finally the cockring was on, pushing my
balls and dick forward. To be honest it felt nice.

"See Roberts, it fits. Now get dressed and let's go to that meeting.

I followed Osram walking to the meeting room. The cockring was not too
thight, luckily, but I felt its weight with every step I made. More
over, because of the ring, my foreskin was pulled back, leaving the tip
of my cockhead exposed. Rubbing against my trousers with each step I
made. By the time we reached the meeting room, I was rockhard. I looked
down and felt ashamed, one could clearly see I had an erection. With
some papers in fornt of my obscene bulge Osram introduced me to Mr.
Taylor, supplier of one of our goods we needed.

We shook hand I quickly set down, hiding my clearly visible hardon under
the table.

After some small talk we went down to business. Osram kept on talking,
how important the goods from Mr. Taylor were, but they were just too
expensive. All the while Osram was talking, his hand was on my thigh,
every now and then he moved up, squeezing my erection hard.

"I can ensure you Mr. Taylor, we know you deliver high quality goods,
but, as you can shortly see in Mr. Roberts's presentation, there are
cheaper suppliers with also good quality."

He switched on the big screen on the wall and started up the attached
PC, and put in the stick.

"Well, Roberts." He said with a wide grin, "Get up and show Mr. Taylor,
what you got for him."

I could have killed him right there and then. I had an enormous tent in
my trousers, hell, maybe even a wet spot. For a moment I thought I could
do the presentation sitting down, but one look at Osram and I knew he
wanted me to get up to the screen.

I did what was expected of me, did the presentation, but Mr. Taylor
wasn't very intrested in the screen, he just stared at my bulge, with
his mouth half open. At first he was taking notes, but soon his hand
disappeared under the table.

When I was finished, Osram thanked me for this clear and easy to
understand presentation. "So, Mr. Taylor, I hope now you understand that
your price is just a bit too high. But I'm sure, you and Mr. Roberts
will come to some sort of understanding." He smiled broadly at Mr.
Taylor and me. " I booked this room for another hour, I guess that will
give you time enough to reach an agreement. Sorry, Mr. Taylor, I have
another meeting, but believe me, Mr. Roberts here is, well, let's say he
is very equipt for the job."

After saying goodbye to Mr. Taylor, Osram left the room. At first Mr.
Taylor just sat there, stil with his mouth half open , staring at my
crotch.

Finally he got up, showing off a inpressive bulge. "Well, Mr. Roberts,
thank you for that presentation, I think we can work something out."

He grabbed my hand and laid it on his crotch and squeezed my hand hard.
I felt an nice size hard cock through his pants. His other hand landed
in my crotch, feeling up my cock and balls.

"I... I think we can reach some agreement, Mr. Taylor."

He opened his fly and pulled out his hard cock. Gently he pushed me to
my knees. I took his fat cut cock in my hand. Admiring the big veins
that run from the base to the top. I looked up at him, he just smiled
and I opened my mouth. His cock slided in, I worked his head with my
tongue, undid his buttons and belt so his pants dropped down. I took his
hairy big balls in my hand, rolled them around. I licked his shaft from
the head to the base, then his balls, taking them one by one in my
mouth. I returned to his fat cock head, taking it into my mouth. Slowly
he pushed his hips forward till my mouth was filled with his warm meat.

He threw his head back and moaned, his hand went under his shirt and he
tugged his nipples while I wassukcing his cock.

"Step out of those pants, lay on the desk with your legs up. You want a
good price, I can get you one."

I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my pants, laid on my back and
spread my legs up and apart, giving him a perfect view of my hungry
hole.

He spat on his hand and rubbed his cock. He was not very gently, he
placed his fat head agaist my sphincter and just shoved the whole of his
meat in. I let out a little cry.

"Shut up, bitch! You want his cock or not!"

I had no time to answer, he grabbed my tie and pulled my face up to his,
he forced his tongue deep into my mouth while he started to fuck me.

He fucked me with no mercy, punded me hard and deep with that fat cock.
I was leaking precum, wetting my stomach with my juices.

"Osram booked this room for an hour, bitch, so I'm gonna fuck you for an
hour!"

He kept on ramming his cock in and out. When he pulled out I couldn't
help it, but I begged him to put it back in again, to fill me with his
thick hot cock.

He smiled, enjoyed how I begged for it, God, I was edging, any minute I
would blow my load. He pulled me up again, pushing his tongue deep into
mouth, kissing me, wet and passionately.

"Yeah, fuck me!"

He pulled out again, grinned, and rammed his cock back in again.

I was there, I felt it coming. I slided my hand under his shirt, went
over his hairy torso and founf two big hard nipples. I got hem between
my thumb and and my index finger, squeezed hard, pulled hard, making him
groan loudly.

"O shit!1 Oh, baby!" Taylor moaned.

My cock exploded at the same he bfelt his cum wetting me inside, we both
moaned and groaned, while we emptied our full balls.

Taylor pulled out, "You made a mess of yourself."

I couldn't agree more, my stomach, my shirt and the table were all wet
with my juices.

He pulled up his pants and zipped up, while I got up from te table and
tried to clean up, the table and myelf with mt handkerchief.

"Get dressed, man, I need to say goodbye to Mr. Osram before I go."

Mr. Taylor knew the way in our office, I followed him back to Osram's
office, without knocking he went in.

"Well, Osram, I think we can lower our price to compete with others,
let's say a 25% discount?"

"Well, that would be nice, but I tought 30%." Osram answered.

Mr. Taylor looked from Osram to me, taking me in with his eyes from head
to toe. "Hell, why not, 30% it is."

"Perfect, oh, and I threw in this too. A personal gift from Roberts
here, a very personal gift."

He threw my briefs to Taylor!

Taylor caught them, "Thanks." He put them under his nose and sniffed,
"Thank you indeed. Allways nice to do business with you, Mr. Osram."

I watched as they shook hands and Taylor leaving the office without even
giving me a second look.

"Well, Roberts, yiu did well, I guess. Tell me, did you give him a blow
job or did he fuck you?"

"He fucked me, Sir."

"Yeah, thought so, " He sat down behind his desk and turned his chair,
"Well, I guess you deserve a reward, Roberts." He slowly opened his fly
and got his half erect cock out. He pointed to the floor between his
wide spread legs. Waving his big dick at me he said, "Roberts, get to
work."

I walked over and got on my knees to get my reward or to get back to
business.