Date: Fri, 14 Nov 2008 12:09:27 -0500
From: mike loggerman <chatterman36@gmail.com>
Subject: Chubby Boy and Christmas Gift

The holidays were fast approaching.  I was going about my business, while
the stores put out their wares, and the christmas music filled the stores
and workplaces.  I went to a Christmas party at work, and watched some of my
coworkers get drunk and stupid.  As usual, I wound up sitting in a corner,
by myself.  I didn't want to get in the way of the more "festive" people,
and wasn't in the mood for small talk.  While I was sitting there, bored and
alone, a guy named Harvey, from accounting came over and sat down next to
me.  He wasn't much of a drinker either, so the two of us sat there making
small talk.  Harvey is about 35, skinny, and married.  Like me, he doesn't
get involved in gossip or the social aspect of work.  He was telling me that
his wife and kids went to her mother's for the holidays, but since he had to
work, he was "batching it" while she was gone.  I asked how it was going
being alone and he said he hated it, and didn't know how I did it.  I said I
just got used to it.   I sensed he was really lonely, so I asked if he
wanted to come over some time and hang out with me.  I figured it would be
nice to have some company, and he didnt seem like a bad guy.  He agreed, so
I told him he could come home with me if he wanted.

Harvey followed me home, and when we got in the apartment, I had to
straighten up the place a bit.  We sat around and ordered a pizza, and
listened to some music.  It wasn't a bad evening.  I asked him how he was
doing with his wife away, and he laughed and said it made him horny.  I
joked, saying thats what his right hand was for.  He said yeah, but its not
the same as being with another person.  I thought it was interesting that he
said said "person," and not "woman. "  I said I agreed, that being with
another "person" was better than being alone.   He asked me how long it had
been since I was with someone else.   I told him it had been a while,
because most people dont find me sexy because of my weight.  He thought that
was foolish.  He said he thought I was a really nice guy, and anyone would
be lucky to be with me.  Sarcastically, I said thats great coming from a
heterosexual married guy.

He put his hand around my shoulder, looked into my eyes, and said he would
love to be with me.  I asked if he had ever been with a man, and he said not
since college, but he had been checking me out ever since I started working
at the office.  He gently massaged my shoulders, and I relaxed as I enjoyed
his touch and the scent of his cologne.  I let him unbutton my shirt and
take it off me.  He moved his hands slowly and sensuously along my chest and
stomach.  He sucked my nipples as his hands rubbed my cock through my
pants.  I let him unzip my pants and pull them off me.  I shivered with
excitement as he pulled down my breifs and handled my most private parts.
He said he loved my body as he took control of me.  He stroked my cock and
sucked me as he gently tugged on my balls.

I felt awkward as my fully clothed coworker explored my naked body, but it
felt so good.  I started to unbutton his shirt, and feel his chest.  He had
some , but not a lot.  I love skinny guys.  I took off his shirt, and sucked
his nipples as my fingers played with his hairy armpits.  I started to lick
his pits, and he moaned.  He stood up in front of me, so my face was staring
into his crotch, and I felt his full bulge through his pants.  I quickly
unzipped his pants and pulled them down.   I felt him through his breifs.
His cock and balls were huge. His thighs were covered with dark hair.  I
massaged them gently and pulled down his briefs.  His cock looked to be
about eight inches cut, with big low hanging balls.  I held his cock and
took it in my mouth as I held his balls in my hand.   He ran his fingers
through my hair and moaned loudly. I started to deep throat him, which
surprised him, and soon had my nose buried in his thick dark bush.   He
started to throb, and I pulled off his cock.  He asked why I stopped and led
him to my bedroom.  I had him lie on his back,and draw his legs up.  I
massaged his hairy thighs and sucked on his balls.   He was making purring
sounds, as I moved from his balls to his perenium.  I loved his scent.  I
moved lower and circled his hole with my tongue.  He was going wild.  He
said his wife never would do any of this with him.  I slid my tongue in his
hole and he went wild.

He got on top of me, cock to cock, and ground his crotch into mine, while he
sucked my tits.   Now I was moaning.   He pressed his lips to mine and
kissed me hard and deep.  I told him how hot he was, and how much I wanted
him.  He whispered that he wanted to fuck me.   I whispered back that I
wanted it too.  He got on his knees between my legs and pulled my legs up on
my chest.  I felt his head, wet with precum against my hole.  I felt his
hard cock sliding into me slowly.  We moaned together as he slid his long
hard cock into me.  He told me how good I felt, and he started thrusting in
and out of me.  He was on top of me and as he slid in and out, he rubbed
against my cock.   I wrapped my legs around him as he fucked me with long
slow strokes.  I started to squeeze my ass around his cock, and he started
thrusting faster and harder.  I could feel him throb and swell, and soon he
was spewing copious amounts of cum into me.  I hugged him tightly as he shot
in me.  When he finished we just held eachother.  He leaned over and licked
my cum off my chest that I shot while he was fucking me.   He said it was
great.

I looked at him and said Merry Christmas!  He stayed the night, and spent
the evenings with me after work, until his wife came home.  From time to
time, when his wife was busy or away, he would come over.  Not much else
changed, we saw eachother at work, but we became good friends and occasional
lovers.