Date: Sun, 29 Jul 2012 11:27:24 -0500
From: Oliver St. Croix <oliverstcroix (at) gmail (dot) com>
Subject: "Coworkers" 'Prologue: Jonathan'

				    Coworkers
				Prologue: Jonathan

"Let's change positions, my thighs are starting to hurt."

I heard Jonathan but didn't want to move, my tongue had been probing his
ass for about thirty minutes and I was in no hurry to stop. I shot my
tongue higher up his hole and squeezed his ass to let him know I heard him,
but didn't want to stop for even a moment. He reached down and started
playing with my rock hard dick, thumbing the head forcefully with one hand
and massaging my balls with the other. If he thought getting me to cum
would make me stop eating his beautiful ass, he was wrong.

Jonathan took my dick in his hand and moved up and down the shaft. I
couldn't help but let out a low, long moan. I moved my hands off his ass
and explored his torso. I outlined his budding abs with my fingers and felt
his strong back muscles with my thumbs. Everything about him just conveyed
Man. He has tall and strong. He had muscles that were developed but not
overly so. He had a firm, round ass and a tight pink hole that I could eat
for hours. And sometimes he let me. But tonight was not one of those
nights.

I was trying to resist cumming but Jonathan was working his hand quickly up
and down my cock. Between the hand job, the taste of his ass, and his
constant moans and whines while I drenched his hole, I was in ecstacy.
Jonathan increased his speed and I couldn't hold back any longer. My balls
tightened and I squirmed as I came all over Jonathan's hand, shooting rope
after rope of hot cum. He brought his hand to his mouth and licked up my
cum. I took my tongue out of his hole and Jonathan slid down next to me,
offering his hand to me to lick clean. I tasted myself on him and reveled
in how unbearably sexy and filthy everything was. I turned my head and gave
him a deep, sensual kiss. I massaged his tongue with mine and let him taste
his own ass.

I broke the kiss and took a moment to stare in his eyes. He was so
beautiful with his dark features and chiseled face. He had lips that were
full but not pouty and I pressed mine to his because they were just so
irresistible. His dick, hard as stone, brushed up against my leg, reminding
me he had not yet cum. "Your turn" I said and rolled onto my side, offering
him my ass. He reached over and stuck his index finger in my mouth for me
to lube up. After it was wet enough he placed it at the entrance of my
hole.

I only bottomed for some men and the last few times Jonathan and I had been
together, I had topped. My ass hadn't been invaded with anything as large
as his cock in quite some time, so I was a little nervous. He gently moved
his finger inside my hole and back out. He rocked back and forth, slowly
loosening me up. He had only been at it a few minutes and I was already
getting hard again. I fumbled through my nightstand, grabbing my lube and a
condom and handed them to Jonathan. He quickly lubed up his index and
middle fingers and pushed back inside me. I tried not to focus on the burn,
knowing his cock would hurt so much more.

Jonathan had started finger fucking me, abandoning any pretense of trying
to loosen me up. His middle finger kept almost brushing against my prostate
and it was driving me crazy. "Fuck me. And not with your fingers. Fuck me
with your fat cock" I pleaded. Jonathan kissed the back of my neck and
whispered, "Your wish is my command." I heard him open the condom and lube
his cock. I touched my dick, still raw from cumming only minutes earlier,
and grew impatient. "Hurry baby" I whimpered, like a bitch in heat. I knew
what was coming and I had waited too long for it.

He aligned his dick with my hole and grabbed my left shoulder with his left
hand, I reached back with my right hand and entwined it with his. I felt
his fat head at my hole's entrance and pushed out, opening myself as much
as I could. His head plunged past my ring and I shuddered as pleasure and
pain jolted throughout my whole body.

"Fuck yes. Fuck yes. Fuck yes." It was the only thing I could manage out. I
was whimpering and whining and my breath was short. I wanted him in me. I
needed him in me. Now. Tomorrow. Forever. Always. Jonathan pushed further
in me, his thick cock opening me wider than I had been in weeks. His head
hit my prostate and I lost it. I came for the second time in 15 minutes.
Like a god damn teenager. I shot three loads all over my sheets and felt my
hole tighten around Jonathan's cock. "Damn baby, let me catch up to you"
Jonathan said, chuckling at how horny he made me. His finished burying his
dick in me and wrapped his left arm around me, holding me close to him.

He moved out slowly and plunged back in. It seemed like his cock had grown
in those two seconds and I loved it. He moved back and forth, gradually
picking up speed, savoring my tightness.

"Yeah. Fuck yeah. So fucking tight. So tight. Fuck. Fuck. I'm gonna open
you up. Fuck yeah. Take this dick. Fucking take it."

Jonathan, normally so composed, usually had such an eloquent way with
words, but tonight he had been reduced to an incomprehensible sex machine.
And I loved it.

"Harder. Attack my ass. Deeper. Fuck yes. Deeper."

I cheered him on, begging him to be rougher, harder, dirtier. His thrusts
were so fast, it was like his head was constantly hitting my prostate. I
was in heaven. He squeezed my hand harder and he stopped saying anything,
instead just grunting. He pulled me closer to him and kissed the back of my
neck. He kept at this pace for a while and the only sounds in the room were
his grunts, my whimpers, and the sound of his balls smacking against my
ass. He slowed slightly and I started pushing back, desperate for him to
attack me again. He nibbled on my earlobe and whispered, "I know what I'm
doing, let me take care of you." I stopped moving on his dick and let him
regain full control. He had slowed considerably, longdicking me with
precision, allowing the head of his dick to carefully massage my prostate.
I had been deduced to a whining, muttering, desperate mess. "Jonathan,
Jonathan, Jonathan, Jonathan." I said his name over and over, my mind being
able to focus only on him and his magnificent cock and the wonderful things
it was doing to me. He had been kissing my nick and nibbling my ear and it
was all so much, almost too much.

After what felt like an eternity of his slowed pace, Jonathan started
speeding up. He was hitting me hard, his balls again slamming against my
ass, filling the room with that glorious smacking sound. His grunting
became louder and my breath became short. He hit me with three hard thrusts
and I knew what was coming.

"I'm gonna cum!" he shouted and I pushed him off me. I rolled onto my back
while he kneeled over me and ripped off the condom, allowing me to take his
dick in my mouth. As soon as my lips touched his enlarged head he shot his
heavy load. At least seven streams of his thick creamy cum filled my
mouth. A lesser man might have let some drip out, but I took his load like
the champion cocksucker I am. I moved further down his shaft, licking him
clean. I propped myself up to meet Jonathan for a sloppy, cum-soaked
kiss. He held my face in his hands and gave me one of those deep kisses
that can only follow incredible sex.

I fell back on the bed and closed my eyes, completely spent. Jonathan moved
next to me and kissed my chest. His lips found mine and we kissed for a
short while. He looked at me and smiled and my heart melted a little. I
thought about telling him how perfect and handsome he was and how much I
loved his dick. Instead I just smiled back.

"I better go" he said and kissed me once more. "Lucy is probably wondering
where I am."

"Wouldn't want her to worry" I said dryly. "She is your wife, after all."

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