Date: Thu, 27 Feb 2014 10:29:04 -0700
From: jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "A Business Deal for Matt, Part Three"  by Jay Roberts   Gay Beginnings

"A Business Deal for Matt, Part Three"  by Jay Roberts    Gay Beginnings

About two months passed before Matt was able to make the trip to Gordon's
office although they had been in telephone contact.  During that period
Matt began to think about Gordon's remarks about his appearance.  True he
had gone mufti to not appear effeminate but his too short haircut and his
careless clothes were almost an affectation in themselves.

Matt went metro-sexual and dudish.  Naturally he let his hair grow in fully
and then had a styling from Tony and Ray who were the men's stylists of the
moment.  Then he went to Bloomingdales and put himself in the hands of
Norman, an older salesman who was thrilled to get his hands on a gorgeous
lad like Matt (figuratively speaking.)

Holding one finger at his mouth and musing, Norman finally spoke, "Your
fine body and face would be wasted in those loose undistinguished clothes
that young people wear.  You need the classics and with the classic fit,
not these overly tight and short jackets and pants.  Let's proceed to the
fine men's department."

Matt ended up with a few trousers of standard hue: gray, beige and blue,
but his single breasted blazer was from the finest off-the-rack
manufacturer and looked very sumptuous on him.  It was this attired Matt
who approached Gordon's desk.

"You look good enough to eat, or to eat me.  Shall we go back to our last
custom of undressing and then see what happens?"

"I've been thing about our fun since thee last time and I can't wait to get
it on but this time I hope you will return the favor."

"Sure.  I know you'll like it.  I'm the best."

"Ooooe, I know it!"

In a moment Matt was standing next to Gordon who was sitting on his chair,
naked.  It was in perfect position to take Matt's sweet cock in his mouth.
He leaned forward, his tongue out slightly just about to take a taste when
the door opened and a lithe figure entered.

Gordon put his tongue back in his mouth and greeted the newcomer.  "Hung,
I've been expecting you."  And turning to Matt who was a bit annoyed at the
interruptions, he continued, "Hung has some special talents.  I promise you
that you will never forget his attending to you."

Matt shrugged.  "Whatever," he said almost to himself."  He watched as the
Chinese youth slipped out of his clothes.  This was some delicious body,
slim, smooth and of a glowing hue, a mixture of tan, pink and white.  He
stood over six feet on long slim legs.  Unlike the insult to Chinese males,
his equipment was impressive: very long and slim and his ball sac was
darker and potent.

He had expected a Chinese with the name Hung to be a muscular hunk, like
Gordon's body guard, but this sweetie was just scrumptious.  But his lovely
face and body did not match the voice and manner of the young Asian as he
said forcefully: "Lean over Gordon's desk and push your ass out for
inspection."

Matt began breathing loud.  Calling attention to his backside always got
him excited and he knew this about himself and he always guarded it with
care as he knew he was potentially easy prey.  Yet there was something
about this exotic youth that made it impossible to disobey and he complied.
Even as he bent over the desk and pushed his ass out, he felt a bit of
pride as he had examined himself in his three way mirror and he knew that
his saucy ass was perfection.

He could feel Hung body heat and feel his breath as the sexy lad surveyed
the perfect ass before him.  He noted that the young executive's ass hole
was moving out in a pucker, as if to kiss.  He knew that this blonde was
more than ready to lose his ass-virginity.  He also heard little sounds of
excitement coming from his prey.

Meanwhile Gordon resumed his attention to Matt's cock that was now leaking
honey in excitement.  Matt felt that he had reached a high pitch and
thought that it could never exceed this moment, until his ass ring felt
Hung's lips pressing against it.  Matt felt his pucker return the kiss and
open wide.  Then Hung unfurled his long thin tongue and lapped the pucker
and accepted the invitation to enter.  He pressed inside.  Matt's head
whirled from the effect.

Gordon almost smiled, if he could have while sucking as he knew Hung's
technique, as he had thrilled from it himself.  Gordon allowed Matt's stiff
cock to slide down in his throat and began wanking it with his throat
muscles.  Poor Matt couldn't be sure of the origin of his mighty passion.
Was is the tongue fucking or was it Gordon's sucking.  But he knew this
onslaught was bringing him to a shattering orgasm.  He held off as long as
he could but a tingle started in his feet and rushed upwards.

It was as though his balls were whirling and spinning and his ass was
heaving in and out in a fuck motion.  "Oh, oh, oh," he moaned helpless to
stop the inevitable.  Then came the first spurt from his leaping cock.  A
blackness seemed to slide like a window shade over his consciousness as his
body heaved and fucked.

He knew he was ejaculating as his cock bathed Gordon's mouth with young
cock milk and his ass fluttered around Hung's eager tongue but then
nothing, blackness as he slumped to the floor.

Gordon looked down as the fallen pretty boy and he winked at Hung.  "I
guess our guest needs to rest, poor lad.  Please dress him and take him
back to his hotel.  I have another appointment with an electrical
contractor.  He's a sturdy Irish lad and I think he wants to be our
supplier very badly.  I will consider him if..."  He winked again.

As Hung expertly dressed the passed out Matt, he said, "Yes, Irish stew
would make a fine lunch for me.  I will be back shortly."


End of story