Trouble with the Help

By Don

Published on Oct 6, 2005

Gay

This is purely a work of fiction that takes place between adults.

I manage a warehouse for a small company. I'm almost 50, married with kids and perpetually horny. I go in an hour & a half before anyone else to take care of my duties. We've been slow lately so I have time to surf for porn & jerk off in the mornings. I love sex and check out all manner of porn while surfing. I particularly like gay porn. I have had one gay experience and liked it.

The owner had recently re-hired a former employee against my wishes. Mike had been in and out of jail for a few years and was trying to clean up his life, but I didn't trust him. He took the bus to work and walked the last block to the company.

It was about an hour before anyone was due in, so with the doors locked I proceeded to watch a gay sex video on my computer. I had my pants around my ankles, sitting at my desk, pumping my dick when Mike walked into my office. Unknown to me, he had been watching me for a few minutes.

"Looks like I interrupted something, I wonder what the owner would think if he saw this... or heard about it." He had a scary look on his face.

I knew I was busted so I threw myself on his mercy. I explained how my wife doesn't care much for sex anymore and I need the relief. My next question was how did he get in. He produced a key the owner had given him, "in case he wanted to work extra hours".

So, what do we do about this, I asked?

I was just about to bring that up, he replied. "I'm pretty horny from watching you, what say you take care of me." My heart sank, I knew he had been in jail and wasn't sure if he was disease free.

"I guess I could give you a hand job" was my feeble reply, hoping that would suffice.

"You can do better than that I think" was his answer. "Do you have a condom?"

"Not with me and I won't do anything that isn't safe. Even if it means being ratted out by you"

I could tell he was thinking of his next move. "I'll take the hand job, on second thought why don't you suck me, but you don't have to swallow. Come into the conference room. Take off all your clothes so you don't get my cum on them."

I didn't like the sound of this, but I pulled my shirt & pants off. I stood there in my socks & underwear. He got close to my face and said "all your clothes!" I pulled off my socks and boxers. My dick stuck out like a flagpole.

He started laughing, "never had you pegged as a fag, look at your dick getting hard over the thought of blowing me." He dropped his pants to the floor and sat down, his dick standing up about 8 inches. "What are you waiting for, suck. We don't have much time."

I realized he was right and I had best get busy before anyone else showed up for work. I took his dick in my hand and started to stroke him. He was circumcised; I'm uncut so I looked at it for a moment as I licked the head. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me down on his dick until I gagged. He then started face fucking me hard. I massaged his balls with one hand and jerked my own dick with the other as he rammed my face. After a minute I felt his balls tighten up, I pulled my head back and jerked him until he sprayed all over me. He pushed me on my back, stood over me and jerked his spurting dick. By this time my own dick was dumping a load.

He put his dripping dick back in his jeans, "better get dressed, we open in a few minutes. I'm glad to see you enjoyed that, we'll be doing this and more regularly. Be here an hour early and bring condoms and lube tomorrow. We're going to have some real fun." With that he rubbed my ass and smiled.

To be continued...

Next: Chapter 2


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