Date: Wed, 2 Jun 2021 18:43:14 +0000 (UTC)
From: Terry Green <terrygreen822@aol.com>
Subject: Jamal gets it from me

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I was in an extremely irritated mood all day. Jamal was as usual being a
prick as our project manager, and I was so tired of hearing about his
Harvard degree. It's another school, but in the IT field, my papers from
University of Maryland were for the TP roll. This was more to do with it
being a state school, and not being associated with the lofty Ivy airs,
than anything else but it's genuine when with advanced servers. My other
team members went to a variety of schools, and had different training
along with capabilities. Dave from MIT of all, was probably the most
humble of the group. Jamal and I were the old goats in our 40s, the rest
of the team was millennials.

You hear a lot of grumbling about this era of births. Yet Dave, Maria,
and Anthony were all solid. They brought a good attitude and work ethic,
unlike Jamal who was all about appearances. He always had purple Dolce
and Gabbana shirts and ties, along with expensive slacks, and the
irritatingly squeaky Italian loafers. I had worked for him several years,
and was getting tired of his bullshit, as our team was tasked with fixing
a server room to high specifications. These endeavors always had
technical challenges, but dealing with personalities like his, made them
worse than they had to be. All of us weren't having a good day, but as I
looked at Jamal, at least I knew something. My frustration wouldn't be
lasting much longer. He caught my gaze and with a stare of apprehension
and anticipation, I was going home with him at 5.

As he went through his political nonsense, Dave, Anthony, and Maria were
tired of going through the motions. Yet they did exceptional work.
Maria's sauntering of wires was beyond impeccable, and Dave's knowledge
of IT fire systems came in handy here. We were able to complete our
tasks, and guarantee another happy client. There is a lot of stress in
the profession, but this is where it can be rewarding. That feeling of
another contract knocked out, probably is the geek equivalent of scoring
a touchdown. All of us were introspective types, and no doubt later this
week, we would be rewarded with a bonus for earlier than expected
completion.

Being into astronomy, I figured to finally get the earth rotation
calibration telescope. I had been considering it some time, despite its
$7,000 price tag. Yet going out in the countryside with my astronomy
group, it was time to get some new equipment. My best telescope could
still show Jupiter up clearly, but I wanted something to get to the
farthest reaches of our solar system. Since I was a young boy I had been
fascinated by space. It sang to me in a way, that some other kids find a
sport or a favorite toy. Learning about black holes, and supernovas was a
never ending quest.

After we had our post project meeting, I said goodbye to Jamal, Dave,
Maria, and Anthony. Getting into my Tesla sedan, I got it to 15th street
in a matter of minutes. The quietness was the main reason I got it, but
having a zero carbon footprint helped as well. It was certainly better
than the expensive price of gas. Pulling into guest parking, I put my
mirror hanging device on the car, and let the security officer know that
I'd be there tonight. Looked like the regular guy wasn't looking, but a
attractive blonde man, who was bulky and carried himself well. As usual I
grabbed a complimentary cold bottle of water in the lobby, got on the
elevator, and sat in the 25th floor lounge for a few. My watch said 6:00
pm, so I knew what to do.

I opened the door I had walked through before, and Jamal was on the
couch, bent over wearing a orange thong. Nothing else as per my request.
His cheeks seemed to shake when the doors closed. They had better be
ready, because I was going to dominate my boss in every way. It was now
my time to be in charge, and I came prepared with insatiable lust, along
with a 8" inch hard cock ready to go. The heat and tension in the living
room were palatable, and I made Jamal get us red wine. He looked so good
in the orange see through garment, and I was glad I didn't have to
remind him to shave his pubes. Jamal had been a good boy, and was soon
going to feel my 6'3 frame and 220 pounds of muscle, that were
aggravated and frisky go at him like a rabid animal. Yet first some
relaxing.

On his leather couch we sat together. His dark ebony black fingers
interlocked in my white ones had a nice contrast. The tasty tannat grape
and fermented alcohol was just right. We held hands and kissed. First
smooches but soon our tongues connected, in that French style that
generated even more heat between us. Our colognes, sweat, and pheromones
meshed. I took my suit off and was in my tight green briefs, and clearly
Jamal could see the bulge plus my shaft popping through the nylon and
cotton material. Oh yes we both were hard, and our kissing was so heated
and full of electricity.

Soon our tongues were connected, and I pushed him to stand up. As we
kissed I pushed his head down. He knew what this meant. The frustration
of dealing with his nonsense was going to be answered. I felt my
underwear slip down my legs to my ankles, and watching my white thick and
long penis disappear in his mouth were heaven on earth. Jamal's thick
dark lips wrapped around my member, the slurping noise. It was a feeling
of elation. I felt like the world stopped spinning as his saliva and hot
mouth, made my penis harder into his boiling opening. Precum was forming
and on his lips. He was on his knees, and his black hands on my
testicles, oh yes this was where it was at. The euphoria was like a
Hunter S Thompson cocaine purge, as my penis and him melded into one
synchronized bolt of joy. Deepthroating and looking up at me, I knew even
though I could look him in the eyes for a few, he saw my pupils roll and
my hands at my sides like molded clay in positions of pleasure.

Soon I had him on the couch, and as we kissed, I touched his nipples. He
moaned, and soon his orange thong was elsewhere, as I stroked his big
black penis. His dark coffee colored balls held so much cum, and his
teeth gnashed as I massaged them. Soon I had him under my ownership. My
control. Going up and down his dick on the couch, I made sure he got a
good blowjob. He was going to need it, as I was going to probably rip his
asshole apart. Not my problem but his, but figured to make him smile at
least for a few more. His musky scent made me horny, as did his throbbing
penis that I could feel gyrating. Oh yes his precum was in my mouth too,
and I snowballed him with it, getting him to bend over doggie style.

Slapping his ass, it echoed off the walls of his condo. As he anxiously
awaited on the couch, pouring lube all over his hole, I did the same with
my rock hard penis. As he knew I was not going to be gentle. There's no
calling uncle, as once I start fucking you're fucked. Sliding in that
familiar pop, and his hole gripped me hesitantly, with him gasping. He
kept saying "so big," as I inserted myself further. Soon my balls were
right on his rear end. I loved the squeezing feeling they got, as did my
shaft inside him, and seeing white dig into his black ass. Sweat was
coming out of his pores, and soon mine as I grabbed his waist and took
him at my desired pace. In and out, all the way out, then all the way in.
He was moaning and speaking words that made no sense. Oh yes I could feel
his enlarged prostate, and soon took him from a riding position.

On top of him on the couch, I pounded his ass with relentless fury.
Kissing was amazing. Two became one and I felt him touching my balls,
which made me even more insatiable. He just knew, and we kissed more,
being lost in each other's eyes, as I also licked his chest, neck, ears,
and other erroneous zones. His toes were curling. Soon I made him ride
me, and they continued to, as he was bouncing on my manhood . He was
grunting and the sound of his couch taking our large frames in sexual
cadence. My cheeks were firmly entrenched in the cushions as he rode me
and we smooched again. His smile was ebullient, but then as I grabbed his
hips and pulled down, soon he was trying not to bite his tongue.

I could feel and hear his hole stretching. The sensation was riveting and
made me hornier. I was going to gape him whether desired or not. He felt
every inch of me in him, and I was splitting his insides to every degree
possible. He was almost between crying and yet desiring it, as Jamals
sadomasochism was well known. I pushed further and soon he couldn't help
it, but screamed and this for whatever reason turned me on. I was going
to make Harvard hurt personally, for all of the drama leading to this
moment.

Soon his feet were on my shoulders. Laying with his legs open off the
couch, I liked going up and down his dark black thighs. Seeing my penis
disappear in him from this vantage point, was an added bonus too. Soon I
saw his back arch and his feet I felt dancing on my shoulder blades. He
started to tug on his hard penis, causing me to push further in, and was
rewarded with him climaxing all over the place. Seeing his abdomen
muscles tighten up and his sperm everywhere sent me to the Dawn of
Aquarius, as the heat inside him got to me. The force of Vice grip
pressure on my sex organ, oh the river of cum released in him in huge
globs. It felt so damn good as my balls tightened up more to deliver more
cum, and watching my seed come out of his ass was a major turn on. All of
that existential passion, we locked lips together, knowing that soon our
workplace romance that was secret would come to fruition at his
condominium. As I walked away dressed, I knew he'd be a dick tomorrow,
but watching him walk bow legged would be worth it.