Date: Sun, 20 Mar 2011 19:13:34 -0700
From: Evan Hall <evanhall24@live.com>
Subject: My Hairy Boss

When I stopped by the office Saturday afternoon to pick up the iPod I had
forgotten there the day before, I was surprised to find the door unlocked.
I walked in and said "hello" into the empty room.  I heard my boss, James,
say, "Hello?" back from his office.

I started to walk over, saying, "Hey James, it's Evan.  I'm just stopping
by to pick up..."  I trailed off when he came into view.  He had turned
around in his chair to face me.  I'm used to seeing him buttoned up in nice
shirts, but today he was just wearing a black tank top and jeans.  He's 43
years old, 20 years older than me.  He's tall and dark haired, and I'd
developed a bit of a crush on him since starting to work there a few weeks
before.  Now I was rendered speechless by his muscular, hairy arms, his
firm pecs, and the thick, dark hair showing over the collar of his tank
top.

"Picking up what?" he asked me.  I looked up at his scruffy face and
realized he was smirking at me.

"Oh, uh, just my iPod. I left it in my cubicle yesterday," I said.  I
realized I was blushing.

"Were you just checking me out?" he asked, smiling.

"What?  No!" I said, too quickly.

"It's okay.  I've been checking you out for weeks," he said, standing up.

"Really?"

"Yeah.  Come over here."  I walked into his office towards him.  When I got
close enough, he grabbed the front of the tight white t-shirt I was
wearing, pulled me toward him, and started kissing me.  I loved the feel of
his beard and mustache on my face as he kissed me deeply.

He pulled back and smiled at me.  "I've been wanting to do that since I
first met you," he said.  Then he started kissing me again.  I reached out
and starting rubbing his chest, particularly his nipples.  He moaned and
starting rubbing my chest too.  I moved my hand down and rubbed his cock
through his jeans.  He was clearly hard, and thick.

Suddenly, he broke off our kiss, sat back down, and pulled down my red
basketball shorts.  "Nice," he said when he saw the jockstrap I was
wearing.  He rubbed my dick as it strained against the fabric of the jock.
I moaned.  Then, he leaned down and took my dick in his mouth through the
jock.  I moaned louder as his warm, wet mouth moved up and down my dick.
He pulled off of my cock and moved the jockstrap aside so it stuck straight
out at his face.  "You've got a beautiful dick," he said.  I knew it was
just average, but the way he said it, I knew he meant it.  A second later,
he dove on my cock, taking it all in his mouth and sucking it hard.  He
grabbed my ass and pulled me closer to him, then started moving his lips up
and down on my dick.

Clearly, James knew what he was doing.  He was amazing.  After about five
minutes, he stood back up and started kissing me again.  He stuck his hand
up my shirt and started rubbing my chest and stomach, making me groan.  I
undid his belt and opened his jeans, pushing them down around his ankles.
He was wearing gray boxer briefs, and his thick, hard dick was clearly
defined through the fabric.  I grabbed it and he moaned loudly into my
mouth.

In one swift move, I dropped to my knees and pulled his boxer briefs down.
I took a long, admiring look at his dick.  I leaned in and licked up the
shaft from the base to the tip, then took his head in my mouth.  "Oh, yeah,
please, suck me," James moaned.  I looked up and made eye contact as I
slowly worked my lips down the shaft.  It wasn't very long, but it was
thick enough to make me have to stretch my jaw.  I fondled his balls in my
hand as I worked his shaft up and down with my lips.  He leaned back
against his desk, put his hand on the back of my head, and seemed ready for
a long blowjob, which is just what I gave him.

After what felt like half an hour, my jaw was starting to get tired.  I
pulled off for a second, and he immediately pulled me up on my feet and
kissed me deep.  Then he turned me around, bent me over his desk, and
shoved his face into my ass.  The scratching of his beard on my cheeks
complemented the warm, wet feel of his tongue on my crack.  "Oh, James,
don't stop," I groaned.  I couldn't believe the boss I'd been fantasizing
about was actually eating my ass.  I was feeling very grateful that I had
taken a long, thorough shower before coming into the office.

Without moving his attention from his tonguing, he pulled open his bottom
desk drawer and groped around for a minute until his pulled out what I
realized was a condom and a small bottle of lube.  He pulled off my ass and
said, "I wanted to be prepared in case this ever happened."  I looked
behind me and saw he was grinning broadly.  "Can I fuck you?"

"Yes, please," I said.  He tore open the condom packet with his teeth,
stood up, and rolled it over his dick, which he then lubed up.  He also
covered his fingers in lube and started to open me up.  By now I was very
eager to feel him inside me.  I didn't have to wait long.  He lined up his
dick to my hole and slowly started to plunge it in.  I moaned deeply.  He
grabbed my chin and turned me face so he could kiss me as he started to
slowly move in and out.

James grabbed onto the straps of my jock as he picked up speed.  He began
grunting rhythmically and he pushed his thick cock in and out of my hole.
I realized that I was moaning loudly as well.  I started to worry that
someone else would decide to stop by the office and hear us, but a deep
thrust quickly refocused me on the amazing pleasure James was giving me.

"You're so tight," he whispered in my ear between grunts.  "I could fuck
you all day."

He did fuck me for the next hour, leaned over his desk, then me on top of
him on his chair.  I was worried it would break, we were bouncing up and
down so exuberantly.  He pushed all the papers off his desk and fucked me
on my back, his desk repeatedly banging up against the wall.  He leaned
down and made out with me frantically as he fucked me, and his hairy
stomach rubbed against my rock hard dick.  It was in this position that he
shouted out, "I'm going to cum," then pulled out of me and tore off the
condom.  I grabbed my dick as he stroked his own several times and shot and
shot a huge load all over me.  Seeing my hairy, butch boss cum and feeling
it on my stomach and chest was enough to send me over the end.  I shouted
out as I came, adding my load to his.  He smiled at me, started rubbing it
in, then leaned down and kissed me gently.

"That was amazing.  I hope we can do it again," I said when he came up for
air.

"Hell yeah we can do it again," he said, grinning.  "In fact, I might need
to add this to your job description."

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