By Damien James Send Comments or Questions to Hitln16@aim.com
I knew of Mark from before. He had been laid off from a minor position at my company recently. When he did work there, I had flirted in the usual way, even though he was one of those rugged types. He is stocky, muscular, and hairy whereas I am taller and leaner. I don't believe in fate, but our encounter really was one of those chance meetings which makes one question the idea.
I was leaving the office around nine o'clock. It is unusual for me to not leave early, but I had the inclination that one of the interns was going to put out. Of course, I was right. I had a young ass bent over my desk in a matter of hours, completely ready for the taking. It was one of those special cases too. I'm talking about virgins, which are great because you can cum inside them.
On my way out, I was beginning to get hard again just thinking about my seed stuck inside the intern's ass on his train ride home. This is when I saw Mark, very drunk, standing outside of the building. I almost walked passed him, aware of how crazy people are when they get fired. But he was always receptive to my suggestive comments, and passive groping, so I decided to turn around and see how he was holding up.
"How are doin, Mark."
"Oh, I'm good. Damn good," he said, his head falling with his stumbling feet. "I guess you heard about me getting laid off".
"Yeah," I said hesitantly. "Why don't you come with me. Maybe we can figure something out." At first he was hesitant. He probably only came because he knew my position in the company, as it is, I'm a pretty rich motherfucker. I took him to the lounge at the hotel where I live. It was pretty dark, and the perfect amount of privacy. As the conversation went on between us, I could tell I owned him. This was no longer professional, so I stopped editing my alpha male-isms. We both knew I had the resources to help him, but I made it clear I had no plan to do him favors. He immediately started to look down at the floor submissively, becoming the little bitch I knew he was.
He was still drunk, when loaded his slumping body into my car to drive him home. He was half asleep, sitting in the seat next to me panting and groaning. With my free hand, I pulled his jeans down violently, but they only came to his thighs, and his underwear stayed in place.
"What are you doing?" he moaned, his eyes still closed.
"Pull down your pants for daddy. Let me see what kind of cunt we have here," I said. He obeyed, slowly pulling the jeans beneath him. I could see how hairy he was, and that he had a nice sized dick, although that would be for nothing. I pressed my fingers hardly underneath the skin of his big balls. I rubbed his taint, enjoying the expression, which came across Mark's face. Then I stopped to smell what my bitch's cunt smelt like. It was the best smell, and made my big fat cock ache against the trappings of my own pants.
When I got to his house, I had to carry him in. He told me to be quiet, so that I wouldn't wake up his sons. I didn't give a fuck, and made as much noise as I felt like. In his room I laid him on the bed, his ass facing me. I didn't even bother to close his bedroom door, when I began to spit on his man puss. I pulled out my cock, and shoved it in, as he moaned in pain. I banged his ass hard, and the entire bed shook violently.
"You like that you fucking slut," I yelled at the bitch, even though his ass was one of the tightest I'd ever felt on my cock. He only made low noises mixed with the word "yea", but I got off more on the wincing of his face, as my cock slide inside. He began to moan loud himself, as inch after inch crept inside him. I pulled his hair back, and spit on his face. I could hear someone approaching the opening of Mark's bedroom door, but kept up my fucking anyway. I saw his older son standing there, watching his dad take my big fat dick, while I pulled his hair, and he moaned like a bitch. He stood in shock, as my head turned to look at him. Then I turned my focus back onto Mark's juicy pussy, and drilled harder. I'm not sure how much the son saw, but I guess eventually he went away. I worked his cunt over real nice, and it still felt brand new, the tightness gripping my cock like a hand. I exploded, stream after stream of warm juicy cum inside him, my balls slapping hard against his ass.
After I was finished I got dressed to leave.
"You know that I own you now, right," I said re-doing my tie.
"Yes," he said laying on his stomach, his cunt visible with the seed I had just fucked inside him.