Date: Sat, 13 Nov 2004 17:44:19 -0600
From: jason moore <bbdluvr@hotmail.com>
Subject: Meeting Dr. Derrick Tyler, Pt 4

The story finally continues.  But, remember that once again, this fictitious
work depicts sexual encounters with partners not using condoms.  As always,
please be safe and take precautions.  Meanwhile, enjoy the story.


Meeting Dr. Derrick Tyler, Part 4

After my hot encounter with Dr. Tyler, the steward, Xavier, then the
chauffeur, Jamie, I lay around all day the following Sunday, relaxing and
recuperating from all the thick cock I had taken on over the previous days.
The next day, around 1:00 p.m. Derrick called me at the office making sure I
got home safely.

"Xavier called me from Atlanta and said he gave you a good ride home," he
said, knowingly placing special emphasis on the word, ride.

"Yeah, it was a hot one," I admitted and we both chuckled then spoke for
several more minutes about our very hot encounter and my new membership in
the mile high club.

"There's going to be a big corporate party this coming Saturday and I was
wondering if you'd be interested in coming down to San Diego.  You'd get a
chance to meet some of the big players," Derrick eventually said.

"That sounds interesting," I answered.  "Oh wait a minute.  My boss just
assigned me a new account and I'll be meeting the client Thursday.  Then Mr.
Carter and I have a meeting on Monday afternoon.  He wants me to provide a
major presentation on how I expect to handle that account.  So, I probably
need to put in some hours at the office this weekend," I regrettably
replied.

"Who's the new account?" Derrick asked.

I told him and Derrick then said that maybe we could get together some other
time.  We spoke for just a few more minutes until Derrick said he had to go.
  Disappointed, I returned to my work.  At noon the following day Mr. Carter
unexpectedly dropped by my office.

"I just got a call from Jack Davidson at the San Diego office," he explained
as I recognized the name of the top man in our corporation.  "It seems that
several of the big wigs of that account I just assigned to you are going to
be attending some company affair this weekend in San Diego and they want you
to fly down there Friday so you can attend, too," he continued.

He went on to explain other matters, but I didn't hear him.  I sensed string
pulling on Derrick's part to get me to that party and, ultimately into his
bed.

"They have already set up your transportation arrangements and your flight
leaves at 2:00 p.m. Friday and you'll be returning sometime Sunday
afternoon.  Oh, and our meeting Monday will have to be rescheduled."

I never heard back from Derrick, but it was obvious he was working behind
the scenes in getting me to San Diego this weekend.  Friday never seemed to
arrive fast enough, but when it did I was raring to go.  My bag was packed
in the back of my car as I headed to work.  Mr. Carter was acting strangely
aloof toward me all day.  Finally when it came time to leave for the airport
he gruffly wished me good luck and that was all the words we shared all day.
  At the airport, I made my flight with time to spare.  The flight was
rather uneventful.  After landing in San Diego, I was met by a chauffeur who
had obviously been given my description.  I exited the gate and set my bag
down to put my reading material away when he approached.

"Mr. Jacobs?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah," I responded.

"I'm supposed to give you a lift to headquarters," he said as he grabbed my
bag from beside me.  "Would you please come with me."

As I followed behind this guy, I began to think that my company surely hired
some of the finest men around.  The chauffeur stood about 5' 10" and, like
the other chauffeur, Jamie, who I met last weekend, this guy also seemed
very well built and quite handsome.  The limousine was parked right outside
in a roped off area.  He opened the door and closed it after I climbed in,
then put my bag in the trunk.  Seconds later we were out on the freeway
heading toward the corporate headquarters.  The smoked glass divider
suddenly slid down and the chauffeur asked me if I had ever been to San
Diego before.

"No, this is the first time," I answered.  "By the way, what is your name?"

"You may call me Dave, sir," he smiled.

"Well, you may call me Dave, too, Dave," I chuckled back at him.

Dave's smile broadened and we shared some small talk for the next twenty
minutes until we arrived at the office.  I had seen pictures of our
headquarters before, but the real thing was no comparison.  It looked like a
major complex, with one large smoked glass building and two other smaller
ones spread about on about four acres of very well manicured grounds.  The
building Dave drove up to was the large one.  Dave pulled up a large
circular drive to the main entrance.  He exited and opened my door before I
had a chance to open it myself.

"You are supposed to check in with the receptionist and ask for Dr. Tyler,"
Dave said.  He made no motion to fetch my bag and noticed my questioning
gaze.  "Oh, I'll be taking care of your bag, Dave.  Dr. Tyler asked me to
put it in his car," he smiled.

"Well, uh, thanks," I said as I turned and walked up to the entrance.

The lobby was immense.  It was a huge atrium, including a tall, three story
wall of water cascading down the far wall.  I approached the receptionist
and before I could say a word, she looked up and welcomed me.

"Good afternoon Mr. Jacobs.  Hope you had a good flight.  Dr. Tyler is
waiting for you.  Just take one of those elevators to the seventh floor,
make a left.  It's the last door on your right from there."

"Well, thank you very much," I smiled and headed toward the bank of
elevators off to the right of the lobby.  Soft music played as I rode up to
the seventh floor.  The doors opened onto a large, open plan office area.
It was full of people working at nicely proportioned cubicles.  I turned
left and headed down a hallway leading away from that area.  This hallway
had a number of offices and all of the doors were closed.  The last door on
the right was a glass door and seemed to lead into an office where a
secretary was talking on the phone.  As I entered, she smiled up at me and
motioned for me to have a seat.

"Welcome, Mr. Jacobs," she said as she hung up the phone.  "Dr. Tyler has
been advised of your arrival.  He will be with you shortly."

"Thank you," I answered as I took a seat and she took another call.  I was
amazed at how everyone seemed to know me.  Total strangers, yet each one
seemed to recognize me!

About five minutes later, the large wooden door behind the secretary opened
and a gentleman exited carrying several large manila envelopes.  As he went
through the glass doors I finally heard Derrick's voice coming over the
intercom.

"Miss Shelby, could you have Mr. Jacobs come in, please."

She looked my way and even though she knew I had to hear that communication
she said, "Dr. Tyler will see you now.  Please go right in."

I returned her smile as I got up and went into Derrick's office.  My jaw
dropped.  This office was huge.  The office was dominated by a huge mahogany
desk.  There was some large overstuffed furniture to the left, and a large
fish tank built into the wall to my right.  As I entered, Miss Shelby was
right behind me and pulled the door closed.

"Make yourself comfortable," I heard Derrick's voice and realized he was in
another room off to the right toward the rear of his office.  "I'll be right
there," he continued.

I sat down in one of the three chairs before his desk and continued to
survey my surroundings.  "The guys at the top sure have it made," I thought
to myself.

"So, hope the flight was all right," Derrick said as he finally returned
from that other room carrying a couple of drinks.

He had on a two piece black suit and his tie was loosened with his shirt
collar button open.  I smiled at him as just the sight of that hot black
stud caused a gushing of memories of our time together last week.

"Yes' it was fine," I said.  "But, not quite as much fun as my last flight,"
I laughed.

"Well, we'll have to do something about that," Derrick said as he handed me
a drink.  "Gin and tonic all right?" he asked.

"Yes, that'll be just fine," I answered as he continued to stand right
beside me where I sat.

"Will that be all, sir?" came Miss Shelby's voice over the intercom.

Derrick reached over his desk and replied, "Yes, that's fine for now, Miss
Shelby.  Have a nice weekend."

Derrick then set his drink down and removed his jacket.  We shared a look
and brief period of silence as he folded his jacket over the back of the
chair next to me.

"Well, come on over here," he instructed me.  "This furniture is much more
comfortable."

We crossed the room and he plopped down on the large sofa and patted the
spot next to him.  I took a seat and we both sipped our drinks.

"I'm sure glad you could make our little get together," Derrick then smiled
at me.

"Me, too," I said.  "It's kind of funny how all this happened so fast."

"Isn't it?" Derrick simply said as he smiled back at me.

Derrick then proceeded to tell me about the plans for this company affair
tomorrow night and who was coming in for it.  We sat and chatted until our
drinks were finished and Derrick collected the glasses and headed back into
that other room beyond the large aquarium.  I noticed the clock on the wall.
  It was nearly 5:30 p.m.  I got up as I heard the tinkle of glass and
looked out the large window behind Derrick's desk.  It seemed like most of
the employees were heading for home.

"This is sure a large complex," I said out loud.

"Yes it is.  We have over two thousand employees at this location," he
answered as he came back into the room with two more drinks.  "But it's the
end of the work week now and I am glad about that."

He walked up next to me and handed me another gin and tonic.

"To your health," he toasted as we clinked glasses.

For a few more silent minutes we watched as the parking lot began to empty
even faster.  Within the next five or so minutes it appeared that over two
third of that large lot had emptied out.

"So, are you hungry?" Derrick asked.

"Well, yeah, now that you mention it.  I could use a little something to
eat," I answered as I looked back at him.

He was staring at me intently.  Without a word he moved in close.  He took
my drink and set both our glasses on the sill of the window before us.
Then, wrapping his strong arms around me, he pulled me to him.  Our mouths
met and we shared a very passionate kiss.  The feel of his body, the smell
of his manly scent, and the sensations of our tongues wildly searching,
intertwining caused my legs to grow weak and I felt myself melting into this
hot black stud. His hands reached down and grabbed handfuls of my ass
cheeks, roughly massaging and rubbing them.  For several minutes this hot
embrace continued.  Finally, Derrick pulled away.

"Well, we'll be alone here for another hour or so until the cleaning staff
show up.  Why don't we continue where we left off last week?" Derrick
suggested.

"That sounds hot to me," I said as I removed my jacket.

As we crossed the room, we both began to strip out of our clothes.  By the
time we made it to the sofa a trail of clothes marked out tracks across the
room.  I watched in awe as Derrick slipped out of his briefs and that huge,
black cock swung heavily between his muscular thighs.  When I slipped out of
my briefs, Derrick pulled me to him once more.  The feel of his hot flesh
burning into mine made this embrace exponentially better than the first.
Our hands searched each other as wildly as our tongues sought out their own
pleasure.  I could feel Derrick's large endowment growing and pressing into
my stomach beside my own excited cock.  When his hands moved down to caress
my ass again, he let out a soft sigh.

"Man, I missed this ass, Dave.  I'm gonna have to fuck this baby before I go
crazy," Derrick moaned.

"I've been thinking of nothing else since last week," I whimpered back at
him.

Derrick, keeping me in his tight embrace, lowered us both to the sofa.  He
lay back pulling me on top of him as our passion grew.  He raised his legs
and wrapped them around my own.  I began to grind my body down against him.
Our cocks rubbing excitedly between our bodies.  "What a great kisser" I
thought to myself as out tongues continued probing.  Derrick's hands once
again began to fondle my ass cheeks.  The sounds and smells of this hot sex
invaded the office.  When I felt one of Derrick's fingers zero in on my
rosebud, I thought I would lose it.  Then, as he slowly flicked at my
opening a shiver ran up my spine.

"Mmm, yeah, this is so hot," Derrick said as we finally broke off our
searing kiss.  "I can't wait to get me some more of this."

As those words left his lips, his finger dug inside my willing ass and my
face fell into the crook of his neck.  I moaned and sighed as I continued
grinding my body down into his and Derrick continued finger fucking me.  For
several minutes he continued that exploration.  Then he finally pulled that
digit free and placed his hands on either side of my face.  Lifting my face
so that our eyes met he smiled that killer smile.

"So, can I get me some?" he asked, as if he needed to!

"Oh yeah, this ass is all yours, Derrick," I said.

He then pushed me up and onto my back.  Derrick then maneuvered around until
he was in a kneeling position between my legs.  He reached for an ornate
looking jar on a shelf behind the sofa and opened the lid.  Tilting it
forward, he poured some of the clear looking liquid into his hand.  He then
proceeded to apply it to his swollen cock as I gazed in awe at that huge
fuck pole preparing to enter my anxious ass once more.  I couldn't wait!
When he had his huge cock nice and slick, I moved my left leg up and placed
it on the back of the couch and slid my other leg over the edge of the sofa.

"Yeah, baby, show me that hot, little fuck hole.  Yeah, it's so pretty," he
said as he rubbed his hand over my upper thigh and down between my legs.
Then, with the lubricant still on that hand, he inserted one finger, then
another into my willing ass.  "Oooh, yeah, open up for me, man.  We gotta
get that hot hole ready for my big fuck stick," he added.

I began to jerk my cock as Derrick continued fingering my ass so expertly.
But, I knew this was only a teaser for what was coming.  Derrick withdrew
his finger and then directed that monster cock toward his target.  The
second I felt the tip of his cock press up against me a pang of excitement
surged from my loins.  I twitched my ass muscles causing my puckered hole to
wink back at Derrick.

"Oh yeah, you just can't wait for this, huh?  That's good, buddy, cause I
can't wait to get me some more of your hot, white ass," Derrick said.

"Yeah, give it to me Derrick.  Fuck my ass good, man," I pleaded.

With a quick plunge, I finally felt that monstrosity of man meat enter my
anxious hole.  I grit my teeth as the initial pain caused my ass to clinch.

"Ah, man, yeah, relax that ass, Dave.  Oooh, yeah, buddy, let me get up in
this baby," Derrick sighed.

I just sighed as Derrick shoved in more of his phenomenal black cock.  I
gasped and held my breath as I felt my ass being spread wide with every
shove of that huge fuck pole. He then pulled out and quickly jabbed the head
of his cock back inside.  For several minutes, Derrick continued to tease my
itching ass.  Then he forced nearly half his full length up inside with a
low moan. I clenched my eyes shut, remembering how hot it felt to be fully
impaled by Derrick's hot poker.  It was on now as he began to stroke my
tight hole with his flagpole of a cock.  I glanced up and saw a pair of lust
filled eyes staring back down at me.  As our eyes met, Derrick smiled.

"Ah, give it to me, Derrick.  I want it all, man," I begged as my ass was
packed tight already.

"You got it, baby.  You got it," Derrick answered.  "Your daddy's gonna take
care of this ass for you."

He then lowered himself in closer as that mighty cock headed for home.  My
ass was quickly jammed tight with Derrick's entire shaft.  We both moaned as
he began to withdraw half his cock and slowly sink back up inside.  After
several slow, intense plunges, Derrick planted himself in balls deep and
began to grind himself down into me.  My mind was blown away and my cock
blew a load as Derrick went into a series of hip grinding gyrations that dug
his thick fuck pole into the deepest recesses of my aching ass.

"Aaaah, yeah, man.  Damn, this is such a hot fucking ass, buddy," Derrick
groaned as he continued to dig up into me with his massive joystick.  "Ooh,
yeah, time for some real fucking, Dave.  Time to tear this baby up," he
grunted.

Derrick then propped himself up by placing his hands on the armrest of the
sofa behind my head.  Seconds later he was plowing in and out of my ass so
furiously I was unable to hump my hips up to meet his thrusting action.   I
heard a creaking sound from the sofa as Derrick drove his cock rapidly, deep
and hard, pounding away at me like a wild animal.  My heart was pounding as
I braced myself and settled in for the ride of my life!

"Yeah...yeah...yeah..." Derrick whelped as he plowed my ass.  "Oooh, yeah
take my cock.  Take it, man.  I'm gonna get this ass good, man."

I grunted and gasped in response unable to form the words for the sensations
I was feeling.  Even this large, overstuffed sofa seemed to be rocking from
the vicious force of this hot fucking stud.  Every deep, hard driving plunge
was forcing a series of red hot sensations to overtake every last nerve of
my body.  My ass was on fire and all I wanted was more...more...more!

"Yeah...yeah...yeah..." I gasped.  "Fuck me.  Fuck...me...good!  Harder!  Oh
yeah, harder...harder," I wailed.  Yeah...oh...oh...oooooh, yeah..."

I was writhing in unbelievable pleasure as Derrick drove my ass over the
edge.  With the ferocity I have come to expect from him, Derrick slammed his
body down into me.  My rigid cock was drooling a steady stream as I roughly
began to jerk it once again.  It didn't take long until my cock erupted into
another wild spasm of spewing cum.  Within seconds my stomach was splattered
with the results of my hot orgasm.

"Yeah...yeah...I'm gonna cum, too, man.  I'm gonna breed this ass up good!"
Derrick whelped.  "Yeah take it, Dave.  Take my cum up your hot ass!"

I soon felt hid raging cock going white hot as it crammed tightly into my
aching ass.  Then, straining against my anal canal, Derrick's huge fuck pole
jerked and blew a load of cum.  He grunted and groaned as he pumped a river
of warm cum up my fully stretched ass.  As he finally unloaded, Derrick let
out a gasp and collapsed on top of me.  I wrapped my arms around his broad
shoulders, pulling him tightly against me.  His hot breath, coming in gasps,
caressed me as he cradled his face in the crook of my neck and wormed his
strong arms beneath me.  I wrapped my legs around his now outstretched legs
and felt his heart beating a mile a minute as we lay there in the silent
glow of yet another wild fuck. For several more minutes we lay there,
tightly wrapped in our tight embrace.  Derrick's hot, taut body pressed
down, pinning me to the sofa.

"Whew, baby, this is sure one tight, fucking ass," Derrick finally sighed in
a low growl as we began to regain our composure.  "I'll never get enough of
this sweet, white ass."

"Ooh, yeah, that was so hot.  I love getting fucked by your big, black cock,
Derrick.  It feels so hot up inside of me like that," I responded.

Derrick then pulled away and got up on his knees.  He gently massaged my
inner thighs and again worked one hand into the crack of my ass.  His hand
rubbed my exposed ass roughly, inserting a finger a couple of times as he
did.  I watched his face as he looked down and watched his finger probing me
once more.

"Mmmm, yeah, this has gotta be the tightest, little white boy pussy I've
ever had," Derrick said.  "This is gonna be one hell of a weekend."  Then
pulling away and getting up from the sofa he continued, "There's a full bath
just past the bar in the back room there," he directed.  "We need to freshen
up before we head out to dinner.  Besides, the cleaning crew is going to be
here any minute."

We quickly cleaned up and got dressed as Derrick led me downstairs.  The
parking lot as nearly empty now as Derrick led me to a large, black
Suburban.  He directed me to enter as he de-activated the alarm and opened
the car locks with his remote.  Although it was a model from several years
ago, the insides looked as new as if he just drove it off the lot yesterday.
  I then realized that Derrick was a very fastidious man, who definitely had
a taste for the finer things in life.  'I could really get to like this,' I
thought to myself.

"Nice ride," I said.

"Yeah, I like it.  Not great on mileage, but it sure has style," he answered
with a tinge of pride in his voice. "So, what do you feel like eating?"
Derrick then asked.

He looked over at me as I looked him up and down without responding.
Derrick smiled broadly, started the car, and put it into gear.

"Well, maybe we should just head back to my place and eat in, huh?" Derrick
chuckled as he pulled out of the lot.  "Yeah this is certainly gonna be on
hell of a wild weekend........." he trailed off as we drove off the grounds.


To be continued.........