Date: Thu, 26 Feb 2015 21:20:33 +0000
From: mitchmulder@lycos.com
Subject: puttin in the new fence-6

Chapter 6

 Spent, I felt totally spent when I walked home. After another swim,
Jason was hard again, I had sucked him till he almost cum. Then he had
laid on his back, I stradled him and rode his cock, pushing myself up
and down. My leg muscle already started ache. But it had all been worth
it! I had reached my third orgasm in just two hours, not bad, not bad at
all.

When I got home my wife and daughter had already returned, I heard my
wife speaking on the phone. She motioned me to come over.

"Well, Mike that is good to hear. Your dad just returned from Jason. Yes
dear, one moment, please. Okay, love you too, Mike, enjoy your stay!"

"I'ts Mike." She said as she handed me the phone.

"Hey Mike, how are you doing?"

"Great, dad, and you? Could you help Jason?"

"Put him on the speaker, dear." My wife said.

"Hang on, Mike, gonna put you on the speaker, so your Mum can listen in
too."

I switched the button.

"So, dad, could you help him, ......with maths?"

"Yes, I could, I helped him and I think he was grateful for that."

"Yeah, I bet he was. Hey, listen, got to go, we're only allowed to have
one phone call, 10 minutes every other day. You know we had to hand over
our phones! Thinking about it, even in prison you are allowed to make
one phone call a day!"

"Hey, kid, are you enjoying yourself?" I asked

"Hell yes, dad, it's great out here, maybe we could go camping here
once, you and me, maybe bring Jason with us."

"Yes, we'll see, hey son, take care! Love you Mike."

"Love you too Mike" My wife called.

"Love you too!" Mike replied and hung up.

"So, could you help Jason?" My wife asked.

 "Yes, I could, he's a nice kid, he even asked me to have a run with him
sometime this week. Told him I didn't like that."

 "Oh, why not, dear. Guess his father is on one of his business trip
again and now that Mike's not here, maybe he gets a little bit lonesome.
Go on, have that run with him, who cares, just a short one and he'll be
happy."

"Ok then." I replied, "if you say so. For now I just wanted to lay down
in the shade with a nice cold beer and do absolutly nothing."

 "Fine with me, as long as you don't forget to water the plants later."

 Monday

I just came back from a meeting and was about to go to another one, when
Sarah came over. "The secretary of Mr. Osram called for you."

Mr Osram? The big boss? Called me?

"Why?"

"He wants to see you at five in his office, she didn't say why. Do you
think you're going to be sacked? I mean let's be honest, sales figures
have been down for months now. I know we, as a bookkeeping department
can't help that, but romours go that...."

"O, stop it Sarah, if I was going to be sacked I 'm sure Mr. Osram
wouldn't tell me personally, he leaves that to Ian, our manager."

I Quickly got my things for the next meeting and went. All throughout
that meeting I was wondering why the big boss wanted to see me. I'm sure
not to socialise, I mean he was not known for being a friendly guy. He
was in his early fifties, he had built this company, nobody really knew
him, always a vague figure high up on the top floor. One hardly ever saw
the guy.

When it was around five, my co-workers started the clear their desks and
headed for home. Some of them looked at me with pity, some of them,
Sarah included, wished me luck.

I straigthened my tie, took a deep breath and went up to the top floor.
I walked over the thick red carpet, very different than what we had on
our department and introduced me to the old lady behind the desk. She
looked at me as she owned the company.

"You have an appointment?"

"Yes I have, at five, with Mr. Osram."

She checked something on her PC, "Your name again, please."

"Roberts, Pete Roberts." I said for the second time.

She picked up the phone and waited. "Hello Sir, a Mr Roberts to see
you."

"Yes Sir, I will, Goodnight to you too, Sir." She answered.

"You can go in, he's expecting you."

Of course he's expecting me, bimbo. She pointed at a door on her right.
I expected to enter his room but instead I had to walk another corridor,
again with thick carpet on the floor. Why the hell did he wanted to see
me, I asked myself again. At the end there was a door, I knocked and
pushed down the handle, but it didn't open. Only after hearing a beep I
could open the door. I stepped in and closed the door behind me, again a
beep and the door locked was locked.

"I'll be with you in a minute." Mr. Osram's deep voice said, and
motioned me to sit in the chair in form of his desk.

I sat down and looked at the big boss. He was impressive, overwhelming,
his hair was still black and full, only a few grey hairs at his temples.
He was broad shouldered and tall, dressed in a custom fit suit. His
features were strong, a big broad jaw with a hint of stuble. No wonder
that some people gave him the nick name jaws.

He kept on reading some papers while I kept on thinking why he had asked
me to come. Finally he put the papers away and came over to sit on the
edge of his desk in front of me. I really had to look up to him and saw
the most piercing blue eyes ever.

"Thanks Roberts for coming. Guess you are wondering why I asked for
you?"

"Yes, Sir." I shifted in the chairs and felt uncomfortale as he gave me
strange grin.

I took his cell-phone and touched the screen.

"What would you say if I'd e-mailed this picture, anonymously of course,
to your colleagues, maybe even to your wife?"

He turned to phone to me. I looked at the picture, but I didnt get it.
Puzzled I looked up from the phone to his face, then back again.

"To my wife, Sir?"

"Maybe. How would she re-eact, you think." Now he was really smiling in
a evil way.

"This pic, Sir, to my colleagues and wife? A picture of roses?"

"What?" He turned the phone and laughed, "Sorry, wrong picture this is a
picture of my garden." He swiped over the screen and the smile returned.
"This pic I mean." And turned the phone to me again, holding it close to
my face.

Everything went dark around me, my heart stopped beating, my mouth
dropped open, I started to sweat all over my body. I was looking at a
picture taken through the windscreen of my car. It was a bit blurry, but
one could clearly see my face going down on Mike's cock.

I tried to say something, but I couldn't find words, what was I going to
say anyway.

"Relax, Roberts," He placed the phone on his desk again., "I always
appreciate a good cocksucker." He moved his hand to his belt. "In fact,
we could be a prefect team, you like to suck cock and I loved to be
sucked."

I still sat with my mouth open, only hearing half what he was saying, He
opened his fly and reached inside and pulled out his cock and balls. If
my mouth hadn't been open already, it would have been now. Just a few
inches from my face hang the biggest cock I had ever seen, it was huge,
still soft it was at least 8 inches. 8 inches of thick, uncut, veiny
meat with a big overhang and a set of big heavy balls to match it.

"So what do you say Roberts? Shall I hit the send button?" Slowly he
started to stroke his cock, pulling back his foreskin exposing the big
purple head. "Or do you go down on your knees?"

I let myself glide from the chairs onto my knees, not because I was
afraid that he would send the picture, I just had to have his fat cock.
I took his heavy cock in my hand and started to lick the exposed head,
pushing the tip of my tongue into the wide piss slit. I felt it getting
harder and bigger in my hand.

Mr. Osram held his cock at the base and pushed the head between my lips.
I really had to open wide, I gagged as he pushed more of his meat
inside, I told myself to breath through my nose, but his cock was just
too big. With his hand on the back of my head he held my head into
place. More of his growing cock was being pushed inside. Saliva dribbled
over my chin.

"Come man, you can take it, a big guy like you!" Mr. Osram shouted.

He pulled out so I could relax my jaw muscles a bit, but not for long,
He stroke his cock to full erection, more than 10 inches of prime meat!

"Open up, Roberts!" He pushed his fat cock back into my mouth, this time
more slowly.

Now I could take more of it, enjoy it more. O man! Inch by inch he
slided his cock in till I felt his heavy balls against my chin.

"Told you you could handle it. Now show me how much you like it, get
your cock out."

Slowly he started to fuck my face while I opened my fly and reached
inside my wet briefs and pulled out my hard cock.

"Mmm, not bad, not bad at all, stroke it!"

His balls hit my chin over and over again as he moved his cock in and
out of my throat. God, this was the best cock ever! I sucked harder,
with my tongue I felt every vein of his mighty shaft. I just loved this
cock!

Then all of a sudden he pulled out, and I was lifted up, turned around
and my chest was pushed on the desk. With his big hand he held me down,
with the other he janked my pants down.

I heard him spit and I panicked, no way this guy's cock gonna fit in!

"Easy!" He shouted and a flat hand landed hard on my ass.

Two wet fingers were shoved into my ass, moving around inside. I
couldn't help it but I moaned and pushed my ass up.

I heard him laugh and another finger was pushed inside. he fingerfucked
me for a moment, only to loosened me up I guess. His fingers left and I
felt the massive wet cock against my sphincter. I cried out in pain as
he pushed forward trying to get his cockhead into my anus.

Behind me he groaned while trying to get in. "Shut the fuck up, stop
whining bitch, you want this, we both know that!"

He got hold of my hips and with all his strenght he pushed his cock all
the way in. I cried, I really did, tears sprang into eyes. I wanted to
get away, this will never fit! I begged him to stop it.

Mr. Osram cursed and slapped my ass hard again. Still he kept on
pushing.

When he was all the way in, Mr. Osram bent forward and actual kissed my
earlobe, "Ssssh, relax, it will be just fine."

We laid like this for a couple or minutes or so, giving my ass time to
adjust to the seize of his cock, the pain eased. Now slowly he started
to pull back a bit, waited and pushed back again. He slowly started to
fuck me. My sobbing changed into moaning, with every little thrust me
cock got hard again.

"Yeah, see, Robert, you love it!"

He picked up speed and soon he was realy fucking me hard. I was amazed I
could that a big cock like that, I felt proud and damn it just felt
great!

"Ohh, yeah fuck me!"

He laughed, he grabbed my tie and pulled me up, tearing my shirt open,
buttons flew all around. Painfully he squeezed my nipples, pinched them,
turned them around.

"O fuck yes!" I only could cry.

He was really pounding my ass now, pulling out and ramming his cock back
in again, without waiting, he just plunged in again.

I couldn't take it anymore, my ass was hurting, so were my nipples now,
but it felt too good to be true. I moaned and groaned. I was cumming,
cumming big time, I didn't have to stroke. Without even touching, my
cock started to shoot and kept on shooting. My nipples were released and
his big hands now gripped my hips, pulling me closer onto his body. He
gave a cry.

"Fuck Roberts, I cumming!"

It was like a dam opening up, filling my bowels with his powerful seed,
he kept on fucking me till he shot list last load.

He withdrew, cum dribled out of my ass, over the back of my balls and
legs. While I laid there on the desk, trying to get my breath back, I
felt empty, open, exposed and used. But most of all I was satisfied. I
just wanted to close my eyes and sleep.

A hand landed hard on my ass, "You can clean yourself up over there." He
pointed at a door I hadn't seen before.

I got up from the desk, held up my pants and went over. It was a
complete bathroom with a shower, wall to wall mirrors and a toilet. I
took some paper and run it along my legs, his cum dribbled out of me as
I bent forward. I sat above the bowl and let his cum flow out off me. I
wiped my ass with soft toilet paper, very different of what we had
downstairs in ours. My ass was a gaping open hole. I tucked my shirt
back into my pants which was not that easy since only the top button was
left.

"Sorry about that shirt." He said when I returned.

I looked down and wondered how I could ever explain that to my wife.

"Well, hurry back home, I have work to do, goodnight, Roberts."

He pushed a button on his desk and I heard the door unlock. The signal
for me to leave.

Walking did hurt a bit, but when I sat down in the car I cursed out
loud. Fucking hell! My ass had been stretched to it limits, but it had
been all worth it.

"You're late, you know I have the church meeting on Mondays."

"Hello to you too, hon." I replied and quickly kissing her on the
cheeck. "I had a late meeting."

"Whatever happened to your shirt?"

"Yeah, I was in such a hurry to get home, somehow it got hooked behind
the cardoor."

"Well you can throw it away, all your buttons are missing." She run her
hand over my naked chest. "Well, to be honest it's quite sexy." She
smiled.

"Too bad that you have to go to that meeting." I said, knowing what her
reaction would be and gave her another kiss, now a bit longer and on her
lips.

She kissed me back but also pushed me away. "I really have to go. Your
dinner is in the microwave, Nance is with her friends, told her to be
back home at nine. O yes, Jason came by, you just missed him, wants to
have a run with you this evening."

"O dear, I'm too tired, not tonight. I'll just have my dinner, maybe
read a book and turn in early."

"Fine with me. Well, see you later dear."

I went into the lounge and got myself a brandy and looked out into the
garden. I saw the fence, "God, Mike you set things in motion, my whole
life is now turned upside down." I said aloud. I took a sip of my drink.
"And fuck Mike, I like it, liking it more and more, although I miss you,
son." Just thinking of him made me hard again. I raised my glas and
finished it, feeling the brandy burning down through my body.

After my dinner and a shower I put on some sweat pants and a t-shirts
and relaxed on the couch. I turned on the TV, with my hand in my pants I
flipped the channels. I guess I doozed off, I was waken by the doorbell.
I got up and answered the door.

"Hi Pete, how about a nice run?"

"O, hi Jason, no not tonight, too tired." I answered as I looked him up.
Dressed in a high cut running shorts his legs showed of just nicely.

"No problem. Are you alone?"

"Yes, I am."

"Good." He stepped in and grabbed my crotch., "Nice, no underwear."

He squeezed a bit harder and my cock started to stiffen. I closed the
door and followed him in to the lounge. I glanced at the clock.

"Jason, we do not have much time."

"No problem, we'd better hurry up then."

He sat down on the couch an pulled down his shorts and jockstrap, taking
his cock in his hand, slowly stroking it. With his other hand he pulled
down my sweatpants and grabbed my dick. He pulled me over to him and
kissed the tip of it. My cock was now fully hard and he squeezed a few
drops of juice out of it.

"Nice man, very nice, always ready and willing." He pushed my cock down,
and I could not do anything else then to lower myself on my knees.

He held up his now hard cock and I bent forward, taking his sweet cock
into my mouth. All the way in while his hand went over my back to my
ass. He found my hole and started playing with it.

"Mmmm, yeah, you love sucking my cock." He pushed his hips a bit up.

I moaned as an answer, licking up and down his shaft, taking his cock in
as deep as possible. I just loved the taste of this young fresh meat.

"Sit down on the couch!" He ordered after a while.

I did, while he got to the floor, he pulled my legs towards him so my
ass was hanging free over the edge. He pushed my legs up, exposing my
naked and hungry ass.

I groaned aloud as his tongue started to circle around my hole. The
circles got smaller till I finally felt his wet tongue on my soft flesh.


"O yeah, mmm, wonderful." I moaned.

"Man, look at that hole! Already open and willing!"

I saw him spit and then finally I felt his cock against my ass. I pushed
back while he pushed forward. A second cock today to invade my ass, not
as big as the cock of Osram, but a nice cock anyway, hell, any cock is
nice! His cock slided easily.

I stroked my own drippng cock while he fucked me hard and wild. I
reached over to his pink nipples, pinched them, feeling them grow
between my fingers. He let out a sigh.

"You like me to play with your nipples?" I asked.

"Fuck yes!"

I pulled at them, twisted them, squeezed them, as a reward he pounded my
ass even harder. He grabbed my cock and strarted to jack it quickly. I
could feel he was getting close.

"Tell me.... you like this..." He asked.

"I love this, you... fucking me... want to feel you... sperm....."

"O fuck man!"

"Come on.... give it to me... please...... O fuck YES!"

I exploded, shooting all over my self, a spurt of cum even landed in my
face.

"FUCK!" Jason shouted gave one good last thrust and blew his load deep
inside of me.

"Wow, that was great." I said whenI got my breath back.

He pulled out and bent forward and looked at me and raised his eyebrows.


I sensed that I had to say something, so I did, "Thanks." And I really
meant that.

"Good." He quickly kissed my lips and then got up, pulled up his jock
and shorts. "Well see you soon I hope."

With that he left. So sudden I wasn't even up yet. I scooped up my cum
from my stomach and chest and licked my fingers clean. Guess I needed
another shower before my daughter would be home.