Date: Tue, 1 Jan 2002 16:45:52 -0500
From: rfsc48 <rfsc48@hotmail.com>
Subject: lunch-with-brad

I was working at my desk swamped with paperwork when Brad walked in and
asked if I wanted some lunch.   "I'm starving," he added.  Brad worked for
another company in
the building, but was off from work that day and so was dressed casually in
khaki shorts.   "Hot damn!  Of course!  Lunch." I answered.   I was staring
at the lunch sack that I wanted.  It was right there at mouth level - his
crotch.  Brad always made me so fucking horny every time I saw him.  Today
even more so because his shorts were skin-tight and I could see a nice big
bulge.  I yanked down his shorts and there was lunch.  His cock was slowly
coming to attention right in front of my face: five, six, seven, finally, a
full eight inches of cut cock, it's head the size of a golf ball.   I stared
at it in a daze then I felt Brad's hands on the top of my head, guiding me to
his cock.  I surprised him because I didn't tease his cock, as I usually
did, but went all the way down on his shaft until I buried my nose in his
pubic bush with my chin was resting on his fuzzy balls.   I heard him gasp
as his hands tightened around my head.  The head of his cock was firmly in
my throat.  Every time I swallowed, my throat muscles would squeeze and
caress it.  I didn't suck on it, I just held it all the way in and swallowed,
something I didn't know that I could do without gagging.  I was trying to
swallow his cock and it was creating sensations in him that I don't think
he'd ever experienced before.  When I'd first gone down on him, I'd grabbed
his ass to push him into me and it was only now that I realized I had his
ass cheeks in my hands and was squeezing them.  We stayed frozen like that
for about a minute.  The room echoed with our breathing - his was heavy and
mine was muffled.
Brad's body was rigid, his ass cheeks clenched tight under my hands.  I
looked up to see him throw his head back and his fingers began pinching his
nipples.  A shudder ran through his body as I swallowed his cock even deeper.
 He tried to buck me off but I held him close by holding on to his butt,
once again my fingers played with his jockey-covered ass cheeks.  Then he
thrust forcefully 
forward and came down my throat.  He must not have jerked off earlier
because the hot jets of cum flooded out with such force that I could not
swallow them fast enough, so a lot oozed out of my mouth and covered my
chin and his balls.  He gave a great sigh and asked where I had learned to
do that.  I guess he wanted me to give him some breathing room.  But I kept
my mouth clamped on him and besides, this was the first time that I had ever
done things this way and I loved it.   I had read about other guys using
this technique.  But I didn't have time to practice on anyone.  I learned
how to do it with him.  Brad made another move to ease out of my mouth, but
I kept a firm grip on his ass, as his cock started to deflate.  And I began,
once again, to work on his cock head, he tried to back off.  But when I
didn't release my grip, he sighed and got into it once again.  He helped me
by moving his pelvis slowly back and forth.  As he was doing that, I moved
one of my hands inside his shorts and jockeys and down ass cheeks.  I slipped
my fingers into his crack until I felt his asshole.  I was guided by his
silky hair all around it.   I probed inside his pucker and he moaned.   I
slowly inserted one finger which caused his bucking to increase.  Then I
pushed in two and finally three fingers.  With my fingers in his ass, I was
able to push him back and forth so that he was face fucking my wet mouth.
He slammed into my face with a vengeance.  Mild Brad had become a real
fucking machine.  I gave him as good as he was giving me.  I rammed my
fingers deep inside him.  I eased almost all the way out of his rectum and
then spread them apart as I plunged in again.  He started to scream, "Fuck
me, you cock sucker".   He always did have a way with words.  Then he went
wild with ecstasy and came again.  More cum shot down my throat, more
shudders racked his body.  I got out of my chair and turned him around and
let his cock plop out of my mouth.  He fell back onto the chair across from
me, completely spent.
He was so I hot, that I came in my pants, without touching myself.
I jumped up, tidied up myself and said, "are you ready to go to lunch?"
He did not answer me; just sat there with the glazed look in his eyes.
"What?" I asked.  Not hungry?"