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THE BOSS' SON
It was one of "those" Monday mornings -- Sunday's beer bust at Griff's had wild and wet with 501's never having a change to stay dry, and it continued way too late Sunday evening at Larry's apartment in Hollywood.
It being one of "those" Monday's the last thing I needed was to find a memo in the middle of my desk from the boss. It seems that "little Markie" was going to be joining the staff for the summer, his first summer home from college.
What I remember about "little Markie", the few times I had seen him at company funtions. He also had a voice that changed octaves with every other word. Just the type of person I needed to baby sit for the summer.
I called Tim, my boy friday, and told him to set up appointments with the other department heads for 20 minutes intervals --- hopefully I could dump him off on someone else for the summer---
I had bearly gotten my morning after kit out when the intercom rang, Tim said the Mark was in the outer office. I could tell from Tim voice that something was up but my head and stomach needed attention. I told him to have Mark wait---I took the aspirin, Pepto and multivitamin, and prayed that they would take effect soon.
After a few minutes of misery I told Tim to send Mark in --- what walked thur the door was not "little Markie"----where he went I could have cared less-----
Mark held out his hand, saying good morning, and hoping he wasn't going to be an inconvience to me----
Hell at that point I could have cared less whether he was or not...
Before me stood a 6"4", 200 lbs, long wavy hair, close cropped beard and mustached, buffed out MAN!!!!
After a moment to get my breath, I asked him to sit down and found out what he had been doing the last few years.
Tim came in with coffee, which I needed...
It seems that Mark had gone out for track and foorballhis first year, and was working out two or three times a week in the gym at school.....
Our conversation was cut short because his first appointment was at hand........
Six appointment later and many cups of coffee I had giving him the cooks tour of the company with the exception of the newly installed gym, the boss had ripped out six offices in the back and put in a gym , changing room, shower and bathroom, a great tax write off.
As we headed for the gym I mentioned the need to take a much needed piss after all that coffee, Mark said he had to go too.
as we enter the gym I went to the bathroom on the left next to the shower, we stood at the urinals, and I got my first look at what was making the bulge in his pants, it was a good seven inches of cut meat, just hanging there.....being piss shy is not one of my problems but this morning it just wasn't happening.....so I flushed the urinal and asked Mark what he thought of the company so far.....
Well...Mark turns away from the urinal to answer me...just as he did his stream started....right down the side of my pants.... the expression on his face as classic, you know that look when you have really fucked up and the whole world knows it.
Fuck you kid... I thought and turned and let loose a stream right on his cock, soaking his pants with it...
That seven inches was standing up in a flash...the next thing I knew was Mark was on his knees with the head of my cock in his mouth, giving it a nice tongue bath...
He opened his mouth and I could make out the word "Please" around the head of my cock...
I gave him what he wanted the rest of my piss and he took it like a baby after mothers milk....when the stream tapered off... he started to suck my cock...
I had to stop him... or it would have been over before I had a change to explore him....
I suggested that we get out of our wet pants and hang them to dry...what a sight him standing there with 7" sticking out of his jockeys, shirt and tie, shoes ....with that I went to the gym door and locked it.
I stood there just drinking in all 6'4" of Mark. It seems he had some a lot of growing up in the last few years and a lot of discovery of himself and his sexuality.
I walked over to him and took a hold of his tie and lead him over to the press bench--his eyes were pleading, asking, begging--- I sat down and turned him across my knees-- the white covered butt sticking up in the air, I caressed those cheeks--whack, whack--Mark moaned, saying "more, more".... I pulled his shorts down--what a view two lily white mounts with a red hand print in the center of each---my cock was rock hard and sticking into his stomach--feeling each mount followed by a quick smack---this went on for a half and hour---pre-cum leaking all over Mark stomach---his 7" was dripping his down my legs..
I stood him up and unbuttoned his shirt---his pecs fit the rest of his body--those workouts were paying off real nice---I pinched each tit they quickly harden.. Mark just stood there - his whole body seemed to beg for more -- to be used -- to give pleasure to another man.
I ripped his white jockeys off him -- what a surprise-- there wasn't a pubes in sight - even his balls were smooth -- I asked him about his clean shaven state -- he said that the guys on the track team felt it took time off their time to be clean shaven, it also felt good having the silk of their running shorts rubbing against their cock and balls.
I grabbed that 7" hunk of meat and slowly started to lick the head and shaft .... Mark's hips bucked trying to stuff his meat into my mouth -- but that would have to wait -- I turned him around and spread his checks -- his hairless rose bud looked at me -- just waiting to be licked---I rimmed the hell out of his ass--his moans were loud and long...Mark was in seventh heaven...
I stood up and rammed my cock up his ass with one lunge === Mark keep saying "yes, please, more-fuck me!!!" I plowed this boy a new ass hole- grabbing his pecs - pinching his tits.
If Mark was in seventh heaven---I was heading for eleventh and the point of no return--pulling out of that tight as was fucking hard to do--- BUT ---
As I shot all over his back and legs Mark unloaded all over the bench, the floor and himself..
Time for the showers -- and back to work?????
It was one hell of a summer with daily workouts...
Mark went back to school that fall but had a regular visitor for weekends and stayed with me went he came home for vacations.
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