Date: Wed, 28 Apr 2004 23:09:25 +1000
From: Alex Miguel <xalexmiguel@hotmail.com>
Subject: Alex Encounters: Simon

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and requests that you do not alter or post this story in any form without
his permission.  This story depicts acts of love and sex between consenting
adults (inter-generational).  If stories of this nature offend you or if
you are under the age of 18 or it is illegal for you to read stories of
this nature, please leave now.

This story took place many years before HIV/AIDS.
ALWAYS PRACTICE SAFE SEX.

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Simon by Alex Miguel


On my first day at my co-op job, while I was on my last year of college, I
was introduced to most of people in the office.  Being nervous, as I was
shy I did not remember most of the people I met; except Simon.  When I
entered his office what I saw sitting behind the desk is hard to describe.
He was in his late 50's, full head of grey hair, gorgeous face, deep blue
eyes and the nicest smile you could imagine.  He reminded me of the actor
John Forsythe.

My adrenalin was rushing, my heart was racing and my palms were sweating.
He stood up and extending his hand to me, he said something (which I can't
remember) in the sexiest Eastern European accent.  I "woke up" and
discreetly wiped my hand on my trousers before receiving a nice and firm
handshake.  It felt like it lasted a long time.  Afterwards I thought that
it was just my imagination.

He was a manager in accounting but often came to chat to my manager in IT.
He used to lean on manager's office doorframe with his back to me.  He had
the habit of sticking his right hand palm inside his pants just above his
back pocket.  The result was that it moved his suit jacket out of the way
giving me an excellent look at his lovely behind.  I tried to catch him
sitting down to have a good look at his crotch as I was sure that he wore
boxers and his package was quite visible on his left leg.  I also thought
that he had a big package as it was noticeable even when he was standing.
When he walked towards me, I could see the size of his cock when his left
leg went forward and displayed a sizeable bulge.  It was hard to keep my
eyes looking elsewhere.  Sometimes he would have his hand in his pocket
resulting in an even more prominent lump.  The size of his cock was just a
bonus.  I was in lust with his face -- that's the first thing I notice in a
man.

At times, I thought he was flirting or teasing me.  I was a bit
uncomfortable with the situation, as I was not out at work and he was a
manager.  I didn't know what would happen if he accused me of coming on to
him, even though I hadn't.  As such, I avoided being in the men's room with
him alone.  If I happen to go there and he was there, I always went to a
stall.  If I stood beside him, I would be too nervous and not be able to
pee.  It could have given him the idea that I was "spying" on him.  From
one of the stalls one had a partial view of the first urinal.  A couple of
times I caught him trying to peek into the stall from that urinal.  I tried
to see his cock but I didn't have a good angle even when he seemed to move
to give me a better look.

A couple of months had gone by with us playing this kind of cat and mouse
game.  Every time I saw him, I tried not to make eye contact.  I couldn't
stand it anymore.  I needed to get to the next step and be a bit more
proactive.  I figured that if I go pee shy while he was standing there, I
could pretend to pee.  The first time I was standing beside Simon I was
extremely nervous but I was bursting and managed to pee.  Since he had been
there before me, I expected him to finish before me.  As I finished, I got
a bit courageous and as I zipped up, I turned towards him and had a quick
glance at his cock.  Although it was just a glimpse, it was enough to
confirm that he definitely did not have a sock in his underwear.  I didn't
see much in a way of length but I could tell it was thick and uncut.  Not
too much foreskin though -- just enough to cover about a third of the big
head.  I could see a lovely pink head with a nice big cum hole.

I had glimpses of Simon's fabulous cock on a few more occasions.  I
couldn't tell whether he was letting me see it or if he just was not aware
that every time he was peeing beside me I looked at his dick.  On one
occasion my manager, as he was leaving, asked me to go to Simon's office to
have a look at his printer -- apparently, he was having problems with it.
It was getting late and he needed to print some report.  When I got there,
he was bent over the printer fiddling with it.  I stopped to appreciate his
gorgeous ass.  I got all excited.  It was getting late and most people had
left.  I thought I`d try to "accidentally" do something to test the waters.
I was excited and nervous at the same time.  Blood rushed to my cock.

"Hi Simon!  What's the problem?" I said as I walked into the office.  `This
fucking printer is driving me crazy.  I hate machines!"  He replied.
"Great, he already talking dirty," I said to myself.  "It keeps chewing the
paper and going off the tracking" he continued.  "Let me have a look."  I
said.

While I tried to figure out the problem, he moved away and went to the
phone.  The whole time I was there, he talked to his wife about things that
didn't seem important and could wait until he got home.  I took that as his
way to say that he was married and not gay nor interested.  I decided that
he was not aware or at least didn't want to take things any further.  I
decided to stop pursuing him but looked at his voluminous crotch every
chance I got.  One time on my way to the men's room, I stopped in the
kitchen because there were some sandwiches left from an executive meeting.
I was finishing eating a carrot when I entered the men's room.  Simon was
at the urinal.  I decided to go next to him.  Since I was not chasing him
anymore, I thought I was safe.

"Hi!" said Simon As I was still chewing, I just nodded my head.  While we
were washing our hands, he said "Aren't you talking to me any more?"  I
looked at him in the mirror and got tongue-tied.  He had a gorgeous tan.
The combination of the tan and the grey hair was stunning.  "I, I, I didn't
say hello because I had my mouth full!"  I protested nervously.  "Where
have you been?  You're nicely tanned."  I continued "I just got back from a
couple of weeks in Mexico."  He said.  "How was it?  You look great."  I
said.  "My wife and I spent the whole time at a resort just resting and
swimming."  "There he goes with the fucking wife," I thought, but I said
"It sounds good.  You're tan looks great."  He finished drying his hands
and walked out.  He seemed a bit nervous.  I guess my compliment disturbed
him.

At the company's golf tournament, I was taking a shower after I sweated so
much running around looking for lost balls -- I was a terrible player, when
I noticed Simon peeing.  I turned away from me him.  I didn't want him to
see my cock getting hard.  I decided to give him a show, though.  I
continued to soap myself slowly.  I slowed down ever further when I was
cleaning the crack of my butt.  I then moved to the legs and slowly bent
over to wash my feet giving Simon a good look at my wanting hole.  I took
my time washing my toes.  I couldn't see him well but it looked like he was
pulling himself.  I finished soaping and turned to him with my cock as hard
as ever.  He quickly and with difficulty put his cock in his pants.  It
looked lovely semi-hard.  I wanted to see it hard but he ran way like a
scared rabbit.  "I have had enough to this shit" I thought, "I'm not going
to try anymore."

As fate would have it, I got another chace.  I was leaving work late one
day.  As I was walking by the only car left besides mine (or so I thought),
I noticed that it was Simon's.  He was trying to change a tire and seemed
to be struggling.  I stopped and asked if he needed any help, knowing that
he wasn't very mechanically inclined.  "I haven't changed a tire in a long
time."  He replied.  As I got closer, I noticed that he had removed his
jacket and tie.  I could see the lovely grey hair on his still tanned
chest.  Since he was crouched, I had a good look at the bulge made by his
thick cock and big balls.

I threw my jacket and tie in the back of the car and closed the door.  I
placed the jack under the car and started to raise the car.  He helped me
remove the wheel.  Our bodies were very close and our hands touched.  It
only probably lasted a few seconds but it was enough to spring a boner.  We
put the new wheel on and again our hands touched.  I was feeling very
uncomfortable.  While I was crouched down putting on nuts, I noticed that
he was displaying a boner and so was I.  He was standing close to me.  I
had to move towards him to lower the car.  He didn't move.  My left
shoulder was touching his cock.  It looked huge.  I lowered the car very
slowly.

When I got up, I stayed close to him.  He bent over to pick up the jack and
pressed his shoulder against my hard cock.  He put away the jack.

"Is one of your hands clean?  Both of mine are dirty and I need to retrieve
the keys from my pocket."  Said Simon.  I looked at my hands and my right
one was reasonably clean.  I approached him from behind and reached into
his right pocket.  While I was searching for the keys, I touched his cock.
It was hard and hot.  He locked my arm under his elbow.  I moved in closer
and pressed my cock against his butt.  I was ascending to heaven.

I undid a couple of more buttons on his shirt.  I reached inside of his
shirt and slowly ran my fingers along his hairy chest.  In the mean time, I
kept playing with his cock with the hand I had in his pocket.  I was
delighted that he wore boxers and his suit trousers were baggy.  I had
plenty of room to run my hand up and down his average length but very thick
cock.  Simon was frozen but not resisting.  I started pinching his nipples
ever so slightly.  I ran my hand down his stomach as far as I could go
without getting inside his trousers.  I could almost touch his pubic hair.
I thought that there would be plenty of greying hair.  I wanted my face on
his naked crotch but I wasn't getting any indication that he wanted me to
continue my explorations.  I felt some resistance when I tried to turn him
around so I could suck his nipples.  I decided to let go.  I thought I had
gone too far.

Without saying a word, I took one hand from his chest and the other from
his pocket, retrieving the keys and handing them to him.  He unlocked the
car.  I took a quick peek at his now fully-grown member.  His open shirt
revealed a tanned torso with lots of dark and grey hair covering it.  My
hard cock reminded me how much I wanted to embrace and kiss him.
Obviously, he had enjoyed the short experience but I didn't think he could
cope with it.  Our eyes didn't meet.  I felt like he was avoiding me.

I had to lean into the back of the car to retrieve my jacket.  As I reached
in, Simon pushed me down on the back seat, face down.  He pulled my shirt
out of my trousers and pushed it towards my head.  He started to kiss me
hard all over my back while massaging my arse cheeks.  He was digging his
thumbs into the crack.  I was going crazy in desire.  I wanted his thick
cock up my arse.  Simon reached under me and started to undo my belt.  I
lifted my arse supported my knees and keeping my head down.  He released
the belt and pulled my trousers down.  My bubble was up in the air exposing
my anal entrance.  I felt something wet and hot on my balls.  It was
Simon's tongue.  For a while, he ran his tongue from my scrotum to my hole
and beyond.  I thought I was in heaven.  He tongue fucked me hard -- getting
the hole nice and wet.

I heard his zipper come undone.  I closed my eyes.  I was excited but at
the same time worried about the girth of Simon's cock.  I was pulled back
so that my arse was on the edge of the seat.  I felt something hot, sticky
and moist touch my hole.  It was not was I expected, as it slowly
penetrated me.  It was thinner than I expect.  I thought "he's preparing me
with his finger."  However, it didn't feel like a finger and it was longer.
I felt two hands grab me by my waist and start a counter motion of the
penetration.  The hands also felt different to before.  A third hand was
playing with my balls.  I looked over my shoulder and I was shocked to see
my manager.

I had had the hots for him.  He was Germanic, tall, slim and greying hair
slicked back.  I had decided not even look at him in a sexual way because I
didn't think that he was interested.  He used to spend a lot of time
chatting up the women in the office.  Mind you, on a couple of occasions
that he was beside me at the urinal he seemed to shake his dick a little
longer than it was necessary.  This also gave me a couple of chances to
look at his cock.  It was uncut and average size.  A slap on my arse
brought me back of my daydream.

Erwin continued to fuck me, hard and fast.  No words were being spoken.  I
was too stunned to say anything.  The only sounds I could hear were
slurping sound of cock going in and out and our ball sacs hitting each
other.  At this moment Erwin started grunting and increasing the speed he
fucked me.  Simon continued playing with my cock, rubbing my pre-cum all
over the head.  Soon I felt a flood of hot cum inside me.  I was elated.
He withdrew with a pop sound.  My insides felt empty.  It didn't last long.
I felt something hot and thick push its way into my well-lubricated
opening.

Simon started to fuck me slowly.  I couldn't stand it anymore.  It was as
if he was teasing me.  I started to move my arse back and forth to counter
his increasing fucking motion.  I felt a mouth on my dripping cock.  Erwin
got on to the floor of the car to get access to my hot cock.  The three of
us got into a rhythm that seemed choreographed.  I didn't last long.
Erwin's technique was excellent.  He kept my cock wet and he travelled its
length.  I loved it when the head hit the back of his throat.  In the mean
time, Simon increased his fucking rhythm.  After I deposited my load in
Erwin's mouth, I collapsed with Simon on top of me.  He continued pumping
his hot and hard cock into me.  I could feel Simon's middle-aged body
starting to tense up.  I felt his hot spunk inside my hot ass.  He seemed
to have cum in a large quantity.  He was breathing very hard and cumming.
My insides were flooded with hot cum.  He collapsed on me.  Simon finally
withdrew his softening cock.

I wanted to hold them and caress their bodies.  However, I was so excited
with Simon fucking me that I didn't notice Erwin leaving -- got a glimpse of
him driving away.  Simon was straightening himself and he seemed to be
avoiding looking into my eyes.  I quickly fixed myself up and walked to my
car.

I was not sure what just hat happened.  As I drove by Simon, he was sitting
in the driver's seat.  I looked into his eyes.  He cracked a smile.