Gay Stories 4
The day started out dark and miserable and stayed that way.
I was so tired of rain. Don't get me wrong, I like to strip
naked and run through it just as much as the next guy, but
come on. We'd had eight days of straight rain. I was
beginning to think the sun had left us for green pastures.
Work didn't help any either. My only escape was watching
Alan move the pallets around and unload/reload the trucks.
He was the perfect specimen of a man. He had that V shape that
made me weak in the knees. You could see the muscles ripple
under his shirt as he adjusted orders to be loaded up.
Yes, I work in a warehouse. I'm the skinny guy that processes
the paper work. The person no one really sees or thinks about.
All though there were times that I swore Alan was looking
right at me, even caught a smile or two. But those had to be
my imagination. There's no way a man like him would
be interested in a man like me, let alone be gay.
Like I said my only escapes from the dreary days were through
him and my fantasies. The way his tan outfit blended into
his skin. If you caught him in just the right light you'd
swear he was naked. I often thought about that. What it would
be like if we were the only two alone in this big old warehouse.
My daydreams would always end in a sigh and then back to reality
of my paper work.
On this particular day I was off in LaLa land again, dreaming
of him undressing himself and then me. Kissing me deeply,
professing his lust for me and then bending me over one of
the pallets full of boxes and having his way with me. Just
as I got to the part of him bending me over he cleared his throat.
He was standing right in front of me. Thank God for my desk!
The boner I was sporting would definitely be hard to explain.
"Tom, where are the papers for order number one sixty
seven?"
His voice even made me tingle. I wanted him so badly. I felt
my face get hot.
"What's wrong Tom? You feeling alright bud?"
Oh my god! I was blushing. I had to think of something quick!
"I'm just a little hot. Yanno: ummm this warehouse
gets a little stuffy and warm."
The grin on his face about made me melt outta my chair.
"I know what you mean. I get hot too."
He looked around the warehouse and cleared his throat again
as he leaned forward. I didn't have a clue what was about
to happen and to be honest it took me a few seconds to digest
what he said.
"I'd love to get out of these clothes, wouldn't
you?"
I stuttered and stammered a bit. He laughed as he walked
his way around my desk and with his powerful arms twisted
my chair around to face him. His grin grew more into a wicked
smile as his eyes met my crotch.
"I see you understand where I'm coming from,
Tom."
He'd noticed my hard on. Right before I started to panic
I noticed the growing bulge in his loose fitting shorts.
Yep, I knew exactly where he was coming from.
"So, what are we going to do about it? I don't think
we're the only ones here right now and there's
really no place to go for privacy."
He nodded and left my desk. I thought for sure I'd blown
it. I cursed under my breath for being so stupid and went
back to my paper work, trying to snub out that annoying hardon
I had.
After a few moments Alan returned and outta nowhere spun
me around in my chair again. Before I could ask what was going
on he kissed me. I was still in shock as I felt his tongue touch
my lips. His brown mustache tickled my upper lip as I returned
his kiss. Our tongues danced together in our mouths. It
was really getting hot and fast. I could feel my cock spring
up for action as he brought his hands down to my shirt. With
his nimble fingers my shirt was unbuttoned and pulled apart
before I knew it.
My nipples were already hard, and the cool air from the rain
made them even more so. For a muscular man, he sure did have
the gentlest of touches. His fingers sent tingles all over
my body. I felt like I was on fire and freezing at the same
time. I relaxed enough to help him out of his clothes. We
both stood there, looking at each other's aroused
naked bodies. He made the first move.
He took my hand and led me over to the stacks of boxes and then
in between them. There was a half filled pallet, about waist
high. I felt my stomach try to leap through my throat. My
fantasy was about to come true. He pulled me close to his
body, our stiff cocks rubbing together and then kissed
me deeply again. His strong hands roamed my body, my hands
did their own exploring.
Just as I was about to reach his cock he turned me around.
I got the message and he didn't need to lead me any further.
I spread my legs giving him access to my tight ass. As I shifted
my head I noticed a small bottle of KY sitting on the boxes.
He planned this! I couldn't believe he'd thought
about me as much I'd thought of him. I reached up, grabbed
the bottle for him and passed it back.
I cringed in excitement and discomfort as the cold fluid
splashed against the top of my crack and then oozed down
to me asshole. Alan groaned as his own hand massaged the
slippery fluid along his stiff member.
He tossed the bottle onto the boxes and then grabbed my hip
with one hand, steadying me. The head of his cock pressed
against my pucker. He was making sure to be gentle! He wanted
me to enjoy this just as much as he was going to. His head penetrated,
then slowly his full length. The sensation enveloped me
completely and I couldn't help letting out a moan.
Once he was completely in he did something that surprised
the hell outta me. He reached around with his right hand,
still covered in KY, and grabbed a hold of my dick. With each
of his hip thrusts, his hand stroked my cock. Our lust built
up to fill up that huge warehouse. Our thrusts became faster
and harder. Our breathing sped up to match. The musky smell
of sex coupled with our moaning surrounded us.
His cock touched me in places I've not touched before,
not to mention his wonderful strong hand stroking my throbbing
cock. I squeezed around his dick, wanting him to get off.
His groans and grunts told me he was getting close. Our animalistic
fucking, him thrusting hard into my ass, me pushing back
against him, his hand on my cock, his hips pressing against
my cheeks, my body pressing against the boxes, it was heaven!
His grunting had gotten louder as his cock slipped in and
out of me with every thrust and I felt him pull back. I pushed
back against him. I didn't want him to stop and I didn't
care if he let loose with his jism within me. That's
when it happened. He pulled me hard against him and I felt
him jerk and shudder as he shot stream after stream of thick
man seed deep inside me. That pushed me over the edge and
I felt my balls swell and over flow up my shaft. The warm feeling
traveling quickly, milked by his hand and before I knew
it I was firing off my own shots, covering the boxes and his
hand.
We slowed our thrusts and grunts as the last of our cum spurted
and oozed. He gently pulled out and turned me around before
placing another deep kiss on my lips. I was exhausted and
completely satisfied. I would have given anything to just
lay in his arms and bask in our after glow.
That would happen in the days to come.
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