Casual Contact 8-Becoming Friends by Mark James
I was in my cubicle in the office in the middle of the week working on a sales projection when I heard a knock at the door. It was Sean, the new salesman. I felt my cock start to get hard.
"Ann asked me to tell you that she had to go out for a couple of hours that everybody else is out and we are alone. I locked the door. If anybody wants in they can ring the bell."
"Thanks Sean," I said and started turning around to my computer.
"At least you know my name Eric. What have I done to you to make you dislike me so? I'm a pretty nice guy but you haven't said ten words to me since I arrived 2 months ago."
I thought, "Because when I first saw you and your smile lit up the whole room I wanted you to like me so badly that it almost physically hurt. I wanted to drop to my knees and beg you to let me suck you off. But since I am in the closet and you are obviously straight I knew that wasn't possible so I just walled you out of my emotions and pretend you aren't here. But ever since you arrived all of my sexual fantasies involve us having sex, in hotel rooms, at the beach, in the restroom, at your place or mine and any other place I can imagine."
"I'm sorry if you feel that way. I have nothing against you. You are so good looking that all you apparently have to do is smile at a prospect to make a sale. I can't do that. Its hard work maintaining my status as the number one salesman in the district so I don't socialize much in the office."
Sean thought to himself, "Jesus this guy has a crush on me. I bet he's gay because he exhibits all of the signs. It's amazing but he doesn't even realize how beautiful he is or else he long ago decided not to capitalize on it. Of course he thinks I'm straight when every woman and half the men in whom I come into contact try to put the make on me. That's because I am an extrovert and he is an introvert. I like people and he doesn't.
Straights usually ignore my looks and just accept me as another guy and judge me on how I adapt to their environment. Gays usually react to me in one of three ways, they aggressively court me as a friend, they proposition me immediately or they ignore me with an air of injured innocence rejecting me before I can reject them. It looks like Eric chose the third way.
Damn, I've got an erection. Before I was just trying to defuse a bad personnel problem and now I'm actually thinking about seducing this guy."
"Yeah, I understand your focus. I'm going to try to unseat you from your number one place and I don't think looks have a lot to do with it. Let's face it you are as good looking as I am, except I have blond hair and you have black hair. I've seen you smile when you didn't know I was there and you have the same effect on people as I do. And I'll bet that beneath the suit you have a killer body just from looking at how it fits you."
I actually blushed and said, "There is now way I am as good looking as you. You are a fucking stud."
He reached down and stroked the hard on in his pants. My eyes immediately went to his crotch and I kept looking at the bulge in his pants even after he took his hand away.
"Well at any rate it would be nice if you could treat me like you treat everybody else. I bet we have a lot of things in common. Think about it anyway. Now I've got to go to the john and take a leak."
He stroked the bulge in his pants a couple of more times and said, "Nice talking to you."
He walked down the hall toward the john.
I thought, "Jesus, did he come on to me and invite me to suck his cock. Isn't that what I've wanted from the first time I saw him. Fuck, I'm not gonna pass up the opening he has given me."
I got up and walked down the hall to the restroom.
I thought, "If he wasn't serious I will just take a leak and come back to work. If he was serious, `Oh thank you God.'"
I had a serious hard on in my briefs as I entered the restroom.
He was still standing at the urinal taking a piss. Since there were only 2 urinals I walked up and stood beside him.
I said, "I didn't realize I had to pee until you mentioned it."
"Great minds," he said.
I said, "What."
"Great minds think alike," he said.
I chuckled, "Yeah."
"Somehow I got an erection. It's hard to pee with an erection. I've been waiting for it to relax.
"Funny I said, "I have the same problem." I said as I pulled out my erect cock and stood there.
After a couple of minutes we both started to pee.
"That's a pretty large cock you have there," I said.
"7.5" more or less," he said
"Yours is no slouch either."
"About the same as yours."
We stood there stroking our cocks; we both got erections again and stood there for a couple of minutes.
I knew I should do something or go back to my office, but I was still thinking this was too good to be true and was unwilling to take the first step.
He decided for me by turning sideways toward me with his large cock sticking straight out and saying, "Why don't you stroke it for me."
I didn't say anything, but I turned toward him, took my hand off of my own cock, grasped his and stroked it. I could feel my own cock growing even harder. It's really happening, I thought.
Then wonder of wonders his hand came up, grasped my cock and started stroking it.
I gasped.
"Is something wrong," he asked.
"No, I was just surprised when you grasped my cock."
We stood there jacking each other for a few minutes until finally he put his hand on my shoulder and pushed down. That was all it took. I dropped to my knees and licked on the head on his cock as I fondled his balls and then I went down on him half way down his shaft and commenced sucking up and down the top half of his cock.
"Oh yeah Eric, that's the way suck it."
Each time I went down I took a little more of his shaft in my mouth. At about the 6.5" level his cock grounded at the back of my mouth.
"Oh fuck, that's so great man. Not many people can take that much of my cock."
I relaxed my throat and since I had long since learned to suppress my gag reflex, on the next down stroke I took a half an inch down my throat and on the one after that I completely deep throated his cock as my nose buried itself in the material of his pants.
"Oh Jesus man, that's fucking unbelievable. Nobody has ever done that before. Fuck, I'm in love."
He quickly undid his trousers and pushed them and his boxers to his ankles.
I couldn't hold his cock in my throat very long but I managed to deep throat him with every third or fourth down stroke.
I grabbed his buttocks and held him as I energetically blew him. Eventually I felt his buttocks clench and knew he was going to come. I increased the pressure of my lips and increased the rapidity of my sucking.
"Oh Christ," he yelled, grabbed my head and shot his load in my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed as he shot load after load of come in my mouth."
Jesus, I thought I actually got to suck him off and in the office restroom at that.
I got up. He grabbed a towel, wiped off his cock and pulled up and fastened his pants.
"Thanks, man that was fucking fantastic."
I was energetically jacking my cock as I said, "My pleasure."
He reached over, grabbed my cock and held it.
"You don't have to do that," I said, "I know you are straight."
"No, I'm not," he said as he squatted down and took my cock in his mouth.
I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing as he expertly sucked my cock. After sucking him off I was on the edge of coming anyway so it didn't take him very long to suck me off. I was surprised as hell when he had me shoot in his mouth and he swallowed my come.
When he finished he stood up and said, "Did you get what you wanted from me."
"This time. That was more than I ever expected. Thank you."
"Does that mean we can be friends now?"